When the master said this, he looked left and right, and when he saw that there was no one, he lowered his voice and said: "Those big sect monks, every time they don't move, they must have a big plan, plus you look at the past few years, I came from Liangzhou, and there are ghosts and gods everywhere all the way, and those big factions seem to sit and watch them stir up the hearts of the people. In my opinion, these ghosts and gods are just pioneers who sent them to death. Although the world is not chaotic, but the ghosts and gods come out first, I am afraid that the current world will be uneasy. ”

Seeing that the sky was about to darken, the two returned to the main hall and began to do evening classes. The breeze blew, and the dark black crows showed their branches, staring at the Taoist temple with their eyes!

In the secluded mountain pass, it is pitch black everywhere, only the candles in the main hall are bright, and in this dark place, it looks quite dazzling. The two sat cross-legged in front of the altar and recited the Taoist scriptures. At this time, the silence in the mountains was terrifying, and even the sound of insects disappeared, and only the sound of two people chanting was faint.

The flame on the left candlestick moved slightly, and the bell under the sail in the hall rang out. The contemplator held the prayer beads in his hand, and the sound of chanting suddenly stopped, his face was unnatural for a while, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he carefully turned his head to look at the increasingly dim outside the hall, and couldn't help but drip a little cold sweat on his forehead, Xuanyu wondered: "Viewer? What's wrong?"

The viewer got up, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly handed the rosary to Xuanyu: "Quick, you quickly hide in the backyard and hang this rosary outside the room." Hurry!"

Xuanyu's eyebrows also panicked: "What's the matter!

Where is the viewer willing to say, "Don't ask, go quickly!" As he spoke, he pushed Xuanyu away from the back door, pulled the deadbolt on the door, and hung the dust on the top of the door. Then he moved faster, closed the windows on the left and right sides, took out the cinnabar offered in front of the altar, and painted a charm on the window edge.

All sides had been sealed, and he hurried to the main gate again, picked up the red pen and was about to draw a talisman. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew in, and the viewer only felt that his limbs were hundreds, as if he had gone deep into an ice cellar, and it was biting cold. The next moment, a boundless huge force slammed into the viewer's body, and even the door led people to directly smash the altar.

The viewer spat blood from his mouth, and on the broken altar, in a hurry, he grabbed a set of yin and yang wooden rings, made a demon seal with both hands, pinched and stood up, and shouted: "Yin and Yang protection, there are no taboos!" A huge force then collided again, and the white light flashed in front of the viewer, and a light curtain appeared.

Under the backdrop of the light, I saw that what was attacking was a three-inch thick wind blade. The eyes of the viewer were frightened, where could he still care about retaining, the mana of his body poured into the wooden ring, and with a bang, the wind blade was repelled by the light curtain, and the dazzling white light rushed from the wooden ring in all directions, breaking through the main hall, setting off countless tiles and gravel sprays. All of a sudden, a huge dazzling light directly illuminated the valley.

White light sprinkled in all directions, like day, and countless blood-red eyes of crows were reflected, densely hovering over the entire Taoist temple. The dark pressure is like a canopy of heaven, covering the sky.

The light was like fire, and when the crow touched it, it turned into ashes and disappeared.

Until the light dissipated, the yin and yang wooden rings slammed into pieces, and the viewer couldn't suppress the cramping pain in his abdomen, spit out a mouthful of blood, and squatted on the ground weakly, looking around cautiously. The main hall has been shattered by the white light just now, and the entire courtyard has been destroyed.

The Lord shouted overhead, "Old ghost Fengyue! I don't interfere with the river water with your well water, why did you come to attack me?"

A chuckle came from the void, and slowly the mist gathered up, and the blackened trees in the courtyard that had just been scorched by the light suddenly came to life again, blooming cherry blossoms. In the hazy white mist, a white-robed man slowly walked out, and the sky didn't know when, the moon was hanging in the sky, and there was no white cloud.

The sky is full and white, and the radius of the moon ring is unreasonably huge, as if a moon mirror is buckled at the top of the view, radiating a miserable white and gloomy light. Cherry blossoms flutter around with a thick fog, covering the entire courtyard, and the whole person looks like an immortal. Walking slowly on the cherry blossom floor.

The man was slender with a black hat on his head, a white robe, and a white mask painted with blood-red moire on his face. Holding a white fan, the fan is painted with a cherry blossom.

But in half a moment, from the courtyard to the mountain wall, it is no longer empty. In the faint thick fog, countless figures loomed, hundreds. Some of these figures were blue-faced, wearing black armor, and bone spurs were born on the top of their heads. Some of them had blood-red eyes, pale faces, three heads and six arms, holding various weapons, and a trace of blood dripping from the corners of their mouths, burning the ground into small pits.

All kinds, indescribable, standing in the clouds, accompanied by strange cherry blossoms, fierce light, staring at the viewer.

The white-clothed man at the head was Feng Yue, who unfolded his fan and smiled lightly: "Zang Hao, old Dao! If you cultivate your Dao here with peace of mind, I don't bother to pay attention to you." It's just that you shouldn't meddle in the affairs of Jiannan City. How can you control my struggle with other gods over incense? I can't hurt you inside the city, the place where people live, where the laws of the dynasty are, but if you are outside the city, even if you are unlucky. After speaking, with a wave of the fan, countless wind blades roared and swirled, killing the Lord Zangguan.

Lord Zang Guan exclaimed in surprise, hurriedly made a seal with his palms, and shouted: "Heaven and Earth Xuanguang! Five Extremes Rectification!" A protective Xuanguang was propped up in front of him, blocking the wind blade. No matter how crazy the wind blade is, it can't be broken.

The wind blade turned, turned into a wind curl, and slammed into the talisman Xuanguang, still helpless. Fengyue God nodded, and a mocking voice came out from under the mask: "You still have some ability, I can't imagine hiding here, but let you cultivate a turtle shell." ”

Zang Hao's face was full of hatred: "Fengyue old ghost, don't think that if you get a little incense and cultivate a little mana, you dare to look at no one." Since you don't dare to violate the laws of the imperial court, have you forgotten? I have befriended the prince of the Hou Mansion, if you dare to touch me, I will provoke the anger of the Hou Mansion and destroy your incense offerings, see how you can still gain a foothold in Jiannan?"

Speaking of this, it seemed that he remembered something: "I understand! It turned out that it was a few of you ghosts and gods competing for incense, and I was unintentionally caught up in this matter, so I was targeted by you! It's just an old ghost, don't be presumptuous, the Hou Mansion has long had those decent masters sitting invisible, you and I both know." Since the prince of the Hou Mansion came to me to borrow something, there must be a monk who pointed out that if you spoil his good deeds, you will offend both the Hou Mansion and the monks behind them, they are not as good as me, how can you stop you with a skill, you have to think about it carefully!"

Feng Yueshen's eyes changed suddenly, obviously thinking of this, and he closed the fan: "Old thing!