Huang Laodao danced the meridian swordsmanship all morning, sweating from the inside to the outside, only to feel a little settled in his heart, there was already a maid in the garden sent hot chicken soup and scallion pancakes, and he ate it hotly, and suddenly regained his energy.

Thinking of his frightened appearance before, he couldn't help but smile secretly, how could he be upset by a few chickens after decades of cultivation?

After the scholar and the old ghost escaped, Xu Changsheng quietly returned to the room, now he is as light as a swallow, Huang Laodao didn't notice it when he jumped over the old road, and now he has just eaten breakfast, after washing, he is sneaking out of the door, stretching his waist towards the lotus pond, and said with a smile: "Brother Huang Dao got up early......

Huang Laodao looked at him and sighed slightly: "Senior Brother Xu, although the cultivators of my generation are not as good as the martial artists who practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer, but this morning homework must not be wasted, and sleeping lazy is not a good habit." ”

"Hey, what my brother said, I'm not young, young people are snoozing. ”

"That's the excuse. ”

Huang Laodao shook his head again and again, and said with pity: "Who hasn't been young? I think that when I first entered the mountain gate, I had to get up before the hour, and after finishing the morning class, I had to go to the teacher to listen to his old man's teachings. Senior brother has this kind of cultivation now, and it is all the foundation laid when he was young...... Senior Brother Xu, Senior Brother sees that you are a talent that can be created, so he reminds you with his heart. ”

Xu Changsheng nodded again and again: "Thank you, senior brother, senior brother's teaching is too right." ”

The heart said that this old way is also a personal essence, although he didn't help much yesterday, and the blood between his eyebrows refused to come out, Ye Tianming still called out 'Brother Xu', the old way must not be able to figure out his origin, so he will make friends with his heart.

This old Taoist is said to be a monk, but he is an expert in personal affection, and he is also a bit really capable, this time it was bad luck to meet the old ghost of the scholar, otherwise the name of this 'land living immortal' will be settled;

Sure enough, before he finished speaking, he saw Meng Meng hurrying over from a distance, and before he could raise his voice, he arrived first: "Huang Daochang, Huang Daochang, your method is not working, something is wrong!...... Master Xu, are you there too?"

Huang Laodao said with a straight face: "Mr. Meng, after you think clearly, the poor road is the true inheritance of Maoshan Mountain, and with the blessing of the ancestors, how can my method not work?"

"Little ...... No, Miss Ru's illness has been committed again, and she can't wake up early in the morning, and the maid's mother Zhang can't wake her up even after calling her for a long time! Chairman Ye has arrived, let me ask the Taoist chief to take a look. ”

"How could this be!"

Huang Laodao was so anxious that he stomped his feet, and he knew that things were going to be bad.

He is the Maoshan Dharma, don't look at the painting of those few talismans seems to be easy, in fact, it is the talisman that he was blessed by the patriarch of this sect after he was punished, and it is almost a knife to kill chickens when he is used to force back the sneaky.

Now that the magic talisman is invalid, if it is not that Miss Ru has another illness, it is that she has encountered a very powerful sneak.

Lao Dao is really a little weak in his heart, what kind of life is this? Seeing that he is about to become the old god of the Ye family, Wu Sucheng is in front of him, and he actually has twists and turns; if he can't survive this time, not only will he not get benefits, but he will also lose his reputation and slip back to the mountain, what will he see when he sees those senior brothers?

"Let's go!" Lao Dao was crazy, and when he turned around, he was about to rush to Miss Ru's boudoir, but Xu Changsheng reminded him: "Senior brother, you don't have your big sword and little gourd with you?"

"What is the big insurance...... Ah, yes, yes, yes, big sword! Fortunately, junior brother, you reminded me...... By the way, Mr. Meng, you should immediately go and get me some yellow sand, I want the best river sand, carefully sifted, and there can be no impurities in it, the sooner the better, and when you get it, you will send it to the little lady's room. ”

"Huangsha, is the Taoist going to build a house here?"

"You only built a house, and I am not a mason......

Lao Dao was about to be mad by Meng Meng, who kind of person was Ye Tianming looking for? As soon as he stomped his feet and turned around, the most important thing now was to stabilize Ye Tianming first, if he could drag it out for a few days, he would be able to ask for a helper from Juqu Mountain.

But is it really useful to invite those senior brothers and junior brothers to come? Since the Grace Master Immortal, Beimao Juqu is not as good as one day at a time, even if he is the person with the highest cultivation among the senior brothers, the more he thinks about it, the more upset he becomes, and the old Tao is about to die.

"Senior brother, wait for the younger brother. ”

Lao Dao was in a hurry like this, Xu Changsheng, an old fox with a hard heart like iron, couldn't bear it, and wanted to explain the matter of the scholar's old ghost to Lao Dao, so that he could prepare early, but he didn't expect Lao Dao to have a backhand.

The general practice of Taoism is not to use yellow sand, once you are ready to use it, it is necessary to hold back the big move. When Xu Changsheng was wandering in the rivers and lakes in his early years, he heard the 'masters' talk about the Maoshan faction's housekeeping methods and ten unique formations, one of which was called the 'Yellow Sand Formation' for a while, with all kinds of magical and unpredictable powers, specializing in subduing ghosts and demons.

The Ten Peerless Arrays were originally created by Mao Zhenjun, and in later generations, a guy named Xu Zhonglin took them and wrote them into the book, and changed the name of the Yellow Sand Array to the Red Sand Array, because this book is extremely widespread, so even ordinary people have heard of the name of the formation.

When Xu Changsheng and Lao Dao rushed to Miss Ru's boudoir, Ye Tianming had already arrived, frowning and looking at the beautiful woman who was still asleep on the bed. Seeing Huang Laodao, Ye Tianming said in a deep voice: "Old immortal, Ping'er has recovered her health yesterday, but it has relapsed again after only one night, I don't know what the reason is?"

Although he was still very polite, there was already a hint of displeasure in his words.

"I heard a few roosters crowing fiercely this morning, and now it seems that most of them are the sneaky ones who have gone and returned...... Chairman Ye don't be in a hurry first, let Poor Dao take a look at the little lady first. ”

Ye Tianming nodded slightly: "It's okay, there will be a chief of the road." ”

Huang Laodao swiped the runic water between Miss Ru's eyebrows, his face changed, and he sneered: "Sure enough! What a bold sneaky, it is not easy for you to practice in poor Dao, and you didn't hurt the killer yesterday, but you don't know what to do, so don't blame Poor Dao for being ruthless!"

Xu Changsheng wanted to laugh when he heard this, and said in his heart, don't show it off in front of my big brother Ye, and say it as if you are the compassionate Guanyin. You're probably weaker than anyone else at this moment, aren't you? Can't you see that this sneaky ghost is not afraid of your retreat at all, and must be an old ghost who has accumulated years?

"Is the zodiac saying that the sneaky man came back yesterday?"

Ye Tianming's face tightened, although he was a person who had seen strong winds and waves, but after all, he was just a mortal fetus, how could he not be afraid of ghosts and gods?

"Chairman Ye rest assured, it's just a stupid ghost, since it doesn't know how to advance or retreat, the poor road will simply get rid of it and make a broken root ......"

As Huang Laodao was talking, he heard Meng Meng's voice say: "Be light, carry the yellow sand in, Huang Daochang, do you put it in the house?"

"Chairman Mo is strange, this ghost is so bold, I'm afraid that he is a person who can do something, Poor Dao wants to completely eliminate him, and he has to arrange this 'Yellow Sand Formation'...... Mr. Meng, let your people spread the yellow sand on the ground, except for the one foot in front of Miss Ru's bed, the rest of the places should be covered, and they should be flat and even.

Meng Meng found all skilled workers, and it didn't take long for the yellow sand to be paved according to Huang Laodao's requirements.

Huang Laodao looked at Ye Tianming and Xu Changsheng, showing a slight hint of pride, walked to the open space in front of Miss Ru's bed, pulled out the big sword, raised his hand and threw out a few pieces of yellow rune paper, and drank 'Hurry', a few rune papers suddenly turned into a few fires, and he lightly pierced the sword body.

The old man danced the sword, took strange steps under his feet, and said with words in his mouth: "The ancestor is above, and now there are disciples who have encountered stubborn ghosts, and I still ask the ancestor to borrow the law to help me form a formation!"

With the shout of Lao Dao, the yellow sand spread on the ground slowly floated, and finally it was more than a meter high from the ground, Ye Tianming and Xu Changsheng and the others were like being in a sea of sand, as far as the eye could see, it was rolling yellow sand!