Just as Li Yuntong wanted to awaken the consciousness of Songtsen Gampo and the other guards, the sun shadow had already gone to the center, and the shadows on the ground had disappeared.

A beam of midday sunlight shone on Songtsen Gampo's eyes.

Li Yuntong squinted his eyes along with him, only to see that the scene in front of him had quietly changed.

The blood mist and the corpses on the ground disappeared, and they could see ten feet away, the altar shaped like a sleeping dragon, and in the place of the dragon's mouth, stood the hundred people who were sacrificed alive, and Zhan Tui stood in the middle of them, his face pale, as if he was frightened.

From a distance, he and the others looked as if they were about to be swallowed by Wolong.

At this time, the noonday sun was shining on Ladaimu's face in the middle of the altar, and a touch of sunlight happened to pass through a golden bowl held up in his hand, shining brightly.

It's like he's holding up a thousand golden rays.

His other hand was driving a knife flying in mid-air.

That knife was the same one he had driven out and killed people in the air.

The Ladaimu treasure in the sun was solemn, and the sunlight on his body made him like a god descending into the world, and he suddenly bowed his head and knelt down a large piece.

He drove the knife, there should not have been a shadow at noon, but the knife dragged out a long shadow and landed on the dragon's claw, looking at it as if the dragon's claw was holding the knife.

Li Yuntong secretly said that it was not good.

In feng shui, where the dragon carries a sword, the one who drags a spear and a halberd is the main killer.

The dragon with the sword, most of the dragon stars emit a sharp sword shape, this kind of dragon is very evil, where the dragon is buried in the hole will inevitably have blood light, so it will kill the teacher.

The place of killing the teacher, doing the yin house or the yang house, killing the master is the same. The temple is a yang house, and Ladaimu's move has turned the good temple into a place to kill teachers.

There is a distinction between the Ming Killer and the Assassin Division, the Ming Killing Division will make the Earth Master die violently, such as falling to death from a high place, being slashed by a sword, etc., and the Assassin Division will make the Earth Master die of illness and have to be tortured for a period of time before going to hell.

The formation used by Ladaimu is a Ming Killing Division.

Li Yuntong counted carefully and was shocked.

This day happened to be the day of killing the teacher, and noon coincided with the time of killing the teacher.

The position where Songtsen Gampo was standing was facing the dragon's eye, which was originally the place where the earth master should stand—the place where the master was killed.

On the day of killing the teacher, when the teacher is killed, and the place where the teacher is killed, the feng shui master must not seek mountains and occupy caves in such a time and place, otherwise he will be killed.

Killing the master of the land is extremely prosperous, and he blesses his grandson, but for the feng shui master, it is extremely fierce, and if he is not good, he will be killed by the feng shui of this place.

From ancient times to the present, the killing place is famous, and it can be said that ordinary feng shui masters will be terrified when they hear it, let alone be immersed in the scene.

Songtsen Gampo is not a feng shui master, it doesn't matter originally, but Li Yuntong is a feng shui master, and at this moment, her soul is attached to Songtsen Gampo's body, which happens to be the three kills.

When encountering such three killings, no matter how clever a feng shui master is, he will die.

If Songtsen Gampo goes alone, the feng shui bureau outside Ganden Monastery happens to be trapped by the dragon, and Li Yuntong comes, and the altar is here to kill the master.

If the two of them come together, use the blood mist to lure them both into the game.

Ladem had clearly calculated everything, and whoever came today was going to kill him with one blow.

He didn't tell the truth to Zhandui, not only will these people who are sacrificed alive not have the opportunity to be reincarnated, but they will also become his Yin soldiers, and this game is obviously to lure Songtsen Gampo and Li Yuntong to come and make them become the local masters who were killed in the killing field.

This is to use their blood to help Ladaimu incarnate into a dragon, so that he can become the most prosperous master in the killing field.

After seeing the current situation, Li Yuntong raised his eyebrows, although the killing place was extremely fierce, it was not without a way to crack it.

As long as the feng shui master leaves before the burial and never sets foot in the cave again, he will not feel the qi of the cave and avoid the disaster of killing.

She had heard the master say a case of killing the master: it was said that there were two brothers and sisters who helped the rich and noble family to point the acupoint, and ordered the place to kill the master who could make the main family a rich family, and when the senior brother was buried, the senior brother rode away to avoid it, and walked not far away, the senior brother estimated that he had stayed away from the cave and stopped the horse, and the senior brother persuaded the senior brother to go farther, but the senior brother did not listen to the persuasion, and the senior brother had to go away alone, and as a result, the main family was buried and set off firecrackers, and the sound came from afar, and reached the ears of the senior brother, and he heard the sound of firecrackers, and immediately fell off the horse and died.

Therefore, if Ladaimu wants Li Yuntong and Songtsen Gampo to die here, he must leave the two of them here when he is buried, and because of the backlash of killing the master, Ladaimu, the initiator of the disaster, will inevitably die.

Thinking about this, Li Yuntong did not delay at all, while sending a message to Songtsan Gampo in the sea of souls, asking him to leave this place quickly, while returning to his own body, and quickly rushed to the Ganden Temple at the foot of the mountain, in order to stop Ladaimu, she wanted to nail the ninety-nine eighty-one jade nails carved with runes prepared in advance around the Ganden Temple.

Li Yuntong walked to the seventh bend of the pine and cypress, the altar is a small dragon, but the terrain outside the Ganden Temple is a big dragon, and here, it is the neck of the dragon, as long as she nails the first jade nail here, this fake dragon can not be vacated into a real dragon, and Ladaimu's idea of burying people smoothly is impossible to realize.

If it weren't for the fact that Ladaimu had made a killing place, this method would not have been used.

It was guarded by monks.

Fortunately, Li Yuntong brought Zhang Shengyuan over, Zhang Shengyuan cast a spell to deal with those monks, she took the opportunity to find the calculated pine tree, and saw that there was a piece of land under the pine tree The color was different from other places, she breathed a sigh of relief, squatted down, dug a seven-inch hole with the sword in her hand, and then took out a long jade nail with the thickness of the finger in her hand from the purse on her waist, and pierced it fiercely.

Legend has it that the dragon has a scale on its neck that is upside down, and if anyone touches it, the dragon will kill the other person.

But if you attack the dragon from the back scales, as long as it hurts, the slightest injury will cause the dragon to slowly collapse and die.

Li Yuntong's stabbing was reciting the Fulong Jue, using the power of yin and yang, her eyebrows and eyes were open, and she watched the jade nail pierce the weakest place under the dragon scales, and there was no deviation for half a minute.

At the moment when all the jade nails pierced the ground, the earth shook, and the heavens and the earth changed.

The originally sunny blue sky was suddenly overcast.

Then, countless rocks rolled down from the mountain next to it, and a few stones smashed the pines and cypresses down, and the nine-bend eighteen bays changed their appearance.

Li Yuntong didn't hesitate at all, and quickly nailed the remaining eighty jade nails and Zhang Shengyuan around Ganden Temple.

When they nailed the last jade nail, they could clearly feel that the earth that had been shaking had swung twice, and the previous calm had been restored.

The clouds cleared and the sun reappeared.

The pines and cypresses are still green, but when you are in them, you can no longer feel the breath of the dragon and the tiger.

The dragon is dead.

When the big dragon died, the little dragon on the side of the altar couldn't turn over the big waves, and in addition to using the killing land to deal with them, it was impossible for Ladaimu to use the trapped dragon situation of Ganden Monastery.

Li Yuntong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, if it weren't for Ladaimu's carelessness, thinking that no one could break his game, and not sending too many people to guard the dragon's reverse scales, she would not have succeeded so easily.

When she and Zhang Shengyuan finished these things, they hadn't seen Songtsen Gampo and them come out.

Li Yuntong's face changed.

At this time, although her soul is no longer possessed by Songtsen Gampo, she has been dyed with the three killing qi in the killing place before, as long as Songtsen Gampo does not come out, Ladaimu buries people inside, and the acupuncture qi of the killing place will sense them, and both of them will die here.

She had to go in and get Songtsen Gampo out quickly.

After instructing Zhang Shengyuan a few words, Li Yuntong rushed towards Ganden Temple.

And at this moment, Songtsen Gampo, who forced himself to wake up with strong willpower, was striking down Ladaimu's flying knife.

Before, he listened to Li Yuntong's words, although he didn't know the reason, he didn't think about it at all, so he called Baji and others to save Zhandui and others out of the temple, because with those people, they fought with the people of Ladaimu, and they couldn't get out for a while.

Just as he was about to leave, Ladaimu, who had been only commanding from behind, drove his flying knife to wrap around Songtsen Gampo.

The flying knife seemed to have magical power, and Songtsen Gampo gradually became confused, but in the end, he bit the tip of his tongue and brought himself to his senses.

He slashed off Toya's head.

Hearing the roar of Ladaimu, Songtsen Gampo understood that for Ladaimu, Tuo is not an ordinary monk, he looked at the fallen Tuo Ye, and said coldly to Ladaimu: "Master, when you want to attack this king, you should understand that the end of rebellion, whether it is you or the people who follow you, there is only one way to die. ”

Radaimu didn't say a word, he threw out a stack of rune papers, and suddenly the sky was dark, and the wind was blowing, and Songtsen Gampo and Baji and the others couldn't stand, and they had to hold one by one so that they wouldn't be blown away by the wind.

It was so cold and dark that they couldn't see where they were, and all they heard was the screams of demons all around them.

Ignoring all this, Radaimu instructed the remaining monks to fill the corpses one by one into the entrance of the altar shaped like a sleeping dragon.

Every corpse fell from the dragon's mouth, and the sinister aura felt by Songtsen Gampo and the others was thick.

What Songtsen Gampo could see had gradually blurred, countless black mist seeping out from the ground, and faintly, they could already see more phantoms around them.

It was the shadow of the evil spirits, and the cold aura was scurrying in their bodies, and when they saw it, some people couldn't hold it back, and they broke free from the ranks, and they were carried by the yin wind, and flew towards the dragon's mouth.

One, two, three......

There are constantly people going to fill that dragon's mouth, and the place of death.

"Zheng—"

"Zheng—"

There was the sound of the piano, the yin wind gradually decreased, and the yin qi gradually dispersed.

In the fading black mist, Li Yuntong held a palm-sized, guqin-like magic weapon, and walked over while playing.

The black mist dispersed, and they could no longer gather together with Songtsen Gampo, and those flickering ghosts let out a terrible wail when they touched the sound of the piano.