Jing'an ancient temple has been built as early as the Three Kingdoms period, has a history of more than 1,000 years, later generations have been expanded several times, formed a larger temple scale, even the magic capital, is also built later, it can be said that there is Jing'an Temple first, and then there is the magic capital city.

Jing'an Temple, located in the center of the magic capital, has long been surrounded by a high-rise building, like a pure land in the steel jungle, and now it is also one of the must-visit attractions to the magic capital, but this time is too early, the whole temple is empty, there are no other tourists, only the monks who get up in the morning are doing morning classes.

Zhao Qian walked on the bluestone road of the temple, looked at the dougong hall in the temple, and then looked at the skyscrapers revealed behind the main hall, which was quite a feeling of time and space confusion.

Obviously, what kind of spell was used, the monk who cleaned the courtyard turned a blind eye to Zhao Qian, and the feeling of visiting this thousand-year-old temple alone is also interesting, at least it is better than when there are many tourists during the day, especially in this thousand-year-old temple, there is a feeling of relaxation.

However, Zhao didn't come to this ancient temple for fun, but for business, although he just came over to see the excitement, but it was not business.

Just yesterday at the venue of the Xuanmen Conference, Xuanyangzi met an old friend for many years, and after the two talked, the man learned that he had broken through to the Qi Cultivation Realm, so he hurriedly asked him for help.

It turned out that just over half a month ago, something strange happened in a century-old mansion here in the magic capital, and the people living in the house all fell ill suddenly, and if they weren't sent to the hospital in time, I am afraid they wouldn't even be able to save their lives.

The owner of the old mansion is also a figure with a face in the demon capital, although he doesn't live here anymore, leaving only a few people to clean and watch the house, but this is his family's ancestral house, naturally he can't ignore it, especially almost killed people, so he asked people everywhere for help, and found a few feng shui masters to come and see.

As a result, those masters fell into it one by one, and in the end, even the famous overseas feng shui master, the practitioner of Jing'an Temple, the magic capital, was also shocked and personally came to practice the practice.

The master is the master, and the others went in to toss, but they couldn't even see the problem, so they were disgraced, and they found that there was a problem with feng shui.

But the master's ability also ended here, it seems that this practice angered the evil spirits in the fierce land, when a gust of wind swept by, the master was directly blown out of the house, and he fell unconscious, and it has been ten days now.

Xuanyangzi's old friend, and the master of the line also has a good relationship, after the master of the line of the accident, also went to visit, and tried to find someone to rescue, but unfortunately are helpless, this time to the Xuanmen Conference, he also came with the intention of asking for help, but unfortunately although I met a few new friends, most of them are of the same level as him, and the rest are even inferior to him.

As for the masters above the Qi Cultivation Realm, he couldn't talk to him, and even the Zhuji Danjin didn't pay attention to him, and now he finally met a Xuanyangzi he knew, as soon as he heard that he had broken through to the Qi Cultivation Realm, he didn't hesitate to ask him for help, and with Xuanyangzi's anxious and righteous temperament, he didn't agree to it.

It just so happened that Zhao Qian was next to him at that time, and when he heard this, he also became a little interested.

That's feng shui, although it is a path that evolved from the Xuanmen, but it has been passed down for thousands of years, and it has already penetrated into the lives of ordinary people in Daxia, but this thing is very mysterious, most people seem to understand it, although Zhao Qian is now a powerful monk in the eyes of others, but he used to be an ordinary person who had illusions about these occults, since he now knows that there is such a fun thing, it is not enough to rush to see the excitement.

Seeing that Zhao Qian was going to follow, Xuanyangzi hurriedly agreed, he was not confident in himself, now it's okay, no matter what happens at that time, if Zhao Qian is there, everything will be worry-free.

After finalizing the rescue, the man rushed back to the magic capital overnight, so as to prepare early, and Xuanyangzi and Zhao set off again the next day.

Later, when Meng Erzhuan heard about this, he said that he would also follow, it turned out that he also had a friendship with Master Mingsong, the master of the holding line, although Master Mingsong had already passed away, but since he knew that it was difficult to hold the line, he still had to pay attention to it. In fact, the most important thing is that Zhao Qian will also go, he will not let go of this kind of good opportunity for friendship, Zhao Qian's attitude towards his friends, just look at Xuanyangzi.

Since Meng Erzhuo and Xuanyangzi both went to the magic capital, Huang Zhenxiao, who had nothing to do, naturally followed, so the four of them made an appointment to set off together in the morning.

The three of Xuanyangzi originally wanted to take Zhao Qian's customized version of the flying car, but they didn't expect Zhao Qian to give it to the apprentice, and they left alone very immorally, and when they flew to the magic capital in the flying car that they called later, Zhao Qian had already turned around inside and out in Jing'an Temple.

Jing'an Temple is worthy of being a popular tourist attraction, as soon as the door is opened in the morning, a large number of tourists poured in, when Xuanyangzi and others' flying car flew over Jing'an Temple, immediately gained a lot of eyeballs, although the rich people of the magic capital are gathered, but can afford and buy a flying car, it is still very rare, this thing can be more windy than the luxury car on the road.

The three of Xuanyangzi, who were accustomed to being low-key, parked the flying car directly on the Jing'an Pagoda, and then leaped into the attic.

Since he fell into a coma, he has been placed in the attic on the top floor of Jing'an Pagoda, which is the place where the aura of this thousand-year-old temple condenses, and he can use the aura of the ancient temple to suppress the evil qi on the body of the master, and it all depends on this, although ten days have passed, the situation of the master has not deteriorated.

When Xuanyangzi and the others entered the attic, his friend Lan Yankun was already waiting there, and when he saw Xuanyangzi and them coming in, he hurriedly greeted them, "Hello four, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Although it is strange why there are two more people, as an old Jianghu for many years, this kind of untimely words will naturally not be asked.

Xuanyangzi was stunned for a moment, and when he looked back, he saw Zhao Qianzheng standing behind with a smile, and immediately rolled his eyes at him.

It turned out that at the same time as Xuanyangzi and the three of them entered the attic, Zhao Qian also stepped into the attic, as if he had come in with them.

"This is Master Heng, the abbot of Jing'an Temple. Lan Yankun pointed to a monk next to him and said.

"He has seen all the laymen. "Holding Master Heng with his palms together and saluting respectfully, these people are all masters outside the world, and they can't be neglected.

Lan Yankun had already introduced him to him, and now that he saw it, he really lived up to his reputation, and especially the majestic old man, who seemed to be a little familiar, and looked even more elegant than that Xuanyangzi, but he didn't know where he had seen it.

Looking at the other black-faced old man, Master Heng was shocked, and put his palms together again, "It turned out to be Old Master Huang, the poor monk was rude." ”

Huang Zhenxiao smiled, "It's only about friendship here, regardless of the title, the master is in good shape." ”

"That's a poor monk's. Master Heng echoed and smiled, the respect on his face was not reduced at all, but what he was in front of was one of the three great princes of Great Xia, although Jing'an Temple was said to be the gate of the outside world, in fact, where could it really be free of vulgarity.

He didn't know that among these four people, Huang Zhenxiao's status was the lowest, although Xuanyangzi was only a mountain cultivator, but he couldn't stop him from having a good relationship with Zhao Qian, so in Xuanmen, Huang Zhenxiao, the prince of the country, couldn't even compare to Xuanyangzi, let alone Meng Erzhu, who was the national teacher of Great Xia.

After everyone greeted each other, they turned their eyes to the man who was lying flat on the ground, this person was dressed in monk's robes, about fifty or sixty years old, and was the target of this trip.

At this time, the holding mage was unconscious, and there was a faint trace of black qi on his originally ruddy face, which seemed to be still churning, as if he was about to break through some cage.

In the eyes of Zhao Qian and the others, this Jing'an Pagoda exuded a peaceful aura, and slowly infiltrated into the body of the holding mage, and at the same time imprisoned the trace of black qi, so that it could not spread, but this peaceful aura was like a rootless duckweed, and gradually some follow-up was weak, if it took another ten days and a half months, I am afraid that it would not be able to imprison this trace of black qi.

Zhao Qian sighed in his heart, although this Jing'an ancient temple has a history of more than 1,000 years, with the legacy of the predecessors and the accumulation of more than 1,000 years, there is a Zen forest Buddha gas of this Jing'an pagoda, but after all, there is no monk now, can consolidate and use this Zen forest Buddha Qi, although the monks here are rough enough to know some feng shui secret techniques, relying on the means of the earth master to lay down the feng shui formation, but the use efficiency is too low, and there is only no access, there is always a day when these Buddha qi will be exhausted.

Looking at these Zen forest Buddha gases, Zhao Qian touched his chin and thought to himself, it seems that these Buddha gases are all born naturally, and they are not contaminated with the power of those beliefs, so can they also absorb it?

Thinking of it, he did it, Zhao Qian didn't see any movement, he stood at will, and he actually entered the realm of meditation like this, and the Buddha qi that was originally guided by the feng shui formation suddenly poured into Zhao Qian's body like a bird throwing into the forest.

After a while, ninety percent of those Buddha qi were drained, and only some scattered around the pagoda remained, and the entire Jing'an pagoda seemed to dim.

Zhao Qian pursed his lips, as if he didn't feel anything, well, maybe he absorbed too little, and then looked for a thousand-year-old temple to absorb it, anyway, there are few Buddhist monks now, and it is a waste not to suck.

After all, this Buddha Qi is just a breath that is more inclined to spiritual power, not any special aura, naturally there will be no feeling, if it is a monk who cultivates Buddhism, it will help to practice, Zhao Qian is just in line with the idea of killing the mistake and not letting go, first inhale it and then say, as for what is the mystery, go back and study it.

Putting the Buddha Qi aside, Zhao Qian became interested in the trace of black qi in the body of the holding mage, and in his eyes, it was clearly a trace of extremely pure demonic qi.

At this time, Xuanyangzi had already signaled others to help the holding mage to sit up, he sat cross-legged behind the holding mage, and used enough true qi to enter the holding mage's body, wanting to expel the evil qi for him.

As a result, Xuanyangzi was tired and half dead, but he didn't even touch the trace of black gas, he was playing hide and seek with it.

Xuanyangzi smiled bitterly and shook his head, Lan Yankun and Master Heng, who were waiting on the side, couldn't help but show a disappointed look on their faces, they couldn't even do it in the innate Qi Cultivation Realm, could it really be hopeless?

Xuanyangzi twisted his head, looked at Zhao Qian and said angrily, "Didn't you see that my old man was tired and half dead, don't hurry up." ”

Zhao Qian smiled, "I've never seen someone like this." ”

Lan Yankun and Master Heng glanced at each other, and hurriedly bowed to Zhao Qian, "Please also ask Mr. to help, the grace of saving your life will not be forgotten!"

"It doesn't have to be like this, I'm joking with him," Zhao Qian smiled and waved his hand, and then stretched out his hand at the master of the holder, and the black qi entrenched in the master of the hand immediately shot out, and disappeared into Zhao Qian's fingertips.

Everyone was still stunned, and the master of the practice immediately snorted, and he woke up like this.

Xuanyangzi looked at Zhao Qian with glowing eyes, "Zhao boy, what kind of spell is this, can you teach me?"

Zhao Qian glanced at him with slanted eyes, "I dare to teach, do you dare to learn?"

"What is it?" Xuanyangzi was stunned when he heard this.

Zhao Qian gently spit out two words in his mouth, "Demonic Qi." ”

Everyone present was shocked, and Xuanyangzi even shrunk his neck, "True Evil Sect, you even dare to touch the demonic energy." ”

At this time, Master Zhiheng had already helped Master Zhixing to stand up, and briefly told him what had happened, and Master Zhixing hurriedly bowed to Zhao Qian and Xuanyangzi, "Thank you two laymen for saving your life!"

"Great grace is not grateful," Master Heng also clasped his palms together and said, "In the future, the two of you will be sent, although the order is that I will go to Jing'an Temple to fight the fire!"

"There's no need to go to the soup and fire," Zhao Qian smiled and waved his hand, then looked at the master of the line, "Just take me to that murderous mansion." ”

"Are you going to that murderous mansion?" Xuanyangzi was slightly stunned, and then relieved, "Then you go, it's okay to go anyway, and by the way, help others solve the problem." ”