After shooting these six Left Dao Warlocks, Zhang Jian then personally stepped forward to search.

It's not that he can't trust the people around him, he knows that some of the things hidden on the left side of the door are very tricky, and if they are not immortal cultivators, they may not be able to find out.

A moment later, he found a long and narrow jade slip on the middle-aged Daoist who was the leader.

There were also a number of rope boys engraved on the jade, a strange spell that didn't look like words.

It's just that there is a special meaning inside.

"Inheritance Artifact!"

Zhang Jian's eyes swept and his expression was a little surprised.

The Taoist in the Iron Immortal Temple mentioned that there are many strange sects in heaven and earth, or after the fall of immortal cultivators, they will occasionally leave a legacy for themselves, some of them leave classics, or write in ancient gold scripts, or write in more complex characters.

There are also some simple diagrams, just a simple jade slip made and a divine thought turned into a rune and poured into it as a inheritance.

The jade in front of him should be a similar inheritance artifact.

Zhang Jian waved his hand and motioned to Zhang Lu and the others next to him to continue to advance towards the mountain, and thoroughly sweep the mountain again to ensure that the fish would not fall off the net.

On the mountainside, in the Great Hall of the Fire Spirit Temple, looking at a huge golden body that had been pulled up in front of him, Zhang Jian swept around, his eyes fluctuating slightly.

These six Daoists have spent a lot of hard work.

Such a huge gold body, even if it is only poured with copper, is worth a lot.

It was a huge Daoist Dharma Body, called the Xuanyang Dharma Body.

This is an ancestor enshrined in the line of the cave god view, called Xuanyang Dazhenjun.

"Lang Jun, do I want to remove this golden body, smelt it......"

Next to him, Zhang Lu looked at the huge golden body in front of him, which was already more than a foot high, and he was already running all over the ground, and he couldn't do it.

Now that the Zhang family is expanding in full force, it is the time when there is a shortage of money.

This kind of gold body is a great fortune.

Zhang Jian's eyes were heavy, he moved slightly and waved his hand and smiled: "That's not necessary, maybe he can still come in handy!" ”

He had in his mind the skill of raising ghosts that he had just obtained.

"Soul Parasition!"

This soul parasitic technique is very wonderful, and it is also a relatively orthodox method of raising ghosts, although it is still gloomy and bloody, but the price is still much smaller than the corpse alchemy method he got before.

It advocates raising a spirit and ghost, and the two complement each other and achieve each other.

You can even build a foundation with this, if you can build a foundation, you can choose one of the magic weapons, the Zun Soul Banner, or the Blood Soul Banner as a natal weapon, and continue to practice, at that time, the power of the soul parasitism was already very terrifying.

The soul flag waved, and there were Yin soldiers in a formation at every turn, which was very terrifying.

He said that when he cultivated to the later stage, he could also cultivate into eighteen venerable soul flags, or eighteen blood soul flags, forming an earth-shattering killing array.

Kill the battle of gods and demons!

The lack of exercises in the back, whether it is true Zhang Jian doesn't know, but the cowhide has been blown out, and there should still be some dry goods.

If Zhang Jian said that he was not interested in such techniques, it would also be false.

If it really doesn't work, it can also be handed over to Zhang Yi to practice.

Zhang Yi is currently making extremely slow progress on "Tongshan Pure Nine Chapters", but he is afraid that it will be difficult to reach two hundred years of extreme life in the future, and he may be able to make achievements in the art of raising ghosts.

He glanced at the mountain hall at the same time.

As for the huge Xuanyang Golden Body, it was used for other purposes.

This group of Taoists built these Taoist temples in order to use the power of the believers to produce incense, so as to reconcile the charm of ghosts in their bodies, so as not to be eaten by spirits and ghosts.

After cleaning up the group of Taoists in Yuping Mountain, Zhang Jian returned with the few remaining treasures in the hall.

His judgment was not wrong, this group of ghost-raising Zuo Dao Warlocks was indeed the target of Zhang Yun's IQ tax.

However, after a period of squandering, only part of Zhang Yun's defrauded property was left, and after removing the silver money given to the soldiers, it was only about half.

Fortunately, in addition to the money, the batch of wild ginseng is still there, and Zhang Yun can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

……

After the bandits returned, Zhang Jian was ready to return to Zhang's house.

What he saw and heard on the periphery of Yuping Mountain made him vigilant.

But as long as he is in the Zhang family ancestral hall, he will definitely be safe.

When you return to the city.

Zhang Jian saw a lot of strange things.

Wild beasts fled in all directions, and birds soared into the air.

Countless rats and snakes and insects could be seen on the ground, as if some catastrophe was coming.

"Run, I'll get out of here!

”

"The Ghost King's Fa is almost here!"

At this time, Zhang Jian also heard a noisy voice in the depths of the ground calling out in fear.

As far as the eye could see, I saw swarms of rats underground.

Many people at the gate of the city also saw this scene, and they all felt ominous and rushed to their homes.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Jian frowned, this change made him very vigilant, at this moment he suddenly glanced at the depths of the long street, and just now he was vaguely aware that someone was secretly observing him, but when he looked closely, there was no movement.

He didn't think it was a delusion.

His mind has always been extremely sharp.

After thinking about it, he still asked many soldiers to speed up and return to the county government first.

Zhang Jian did not perceive a mistake, at this time, on the corner of the long street, there were two ancestors and grandsons in white robes looking at the people entering the city.

"Grandpa, he seems to have discovered us?"

At this time, the little boy who was being led couldn't help but raise his head, his eyes were curious.

Their family's concealment technique can be said to be famous in heaven and earth, and it is still detected by people.

The white-robed old man stroked his beard slightly, but nodded slightly.

"It's really weird!"

……

Night falls.

The excitement of the day begins to quiet down after nightfall.

At this time, on the periphery of Zhang's house, in the night, I don't know when more and more birds gathered outside Zhang's house.

Among them was the white bird that flashed in front of the county guard's house.

This peculiar white bird was looking into the depths of the Zhang family's mansion, and at the same time, its eyes were rolling around, looking at it from time to time.

"The taste of the master, it should be here!"

"Half of the master's remnant soul is here!"

The bird cooed, and in an instant its expression changed and fell silent, with fear in its eyes.

"The master is here!"

The words fell, but I saw a strong yin qi sweeping in the dark night, this strong yin qi galloped, as if it had the ability to cover the clouds and avoid the moon.

On the long street, countless birds suddenly fell silent, but they saw a figure dressed in black in the distance, and a figure seemed to fly out of the beautiful white moon, and suddenly came to the front of the Zhang family's mansion.

She was dressed in black, her jade face was cold, her eyes were locked on the entire Zhang Mansion, and a trace of darkness that devoured all things appeared in her eyes, and she saw monstrous resentment, as if she had gathered the boundless resentment of heaven and earth.

There is no mistake

"Give me back my soul!"

Whispers emerge on the long dark streets.

She trembled slightly, and the immeasurable cold air conditioner bloomed from her body in an instant.

In the ancestral hall of the Zhang family, Zhang Jian was contemplating the strange soul parasitic technique at this time, and felt the whisper like a magic sound, and suddenly his face changed slightly, he touched the orb in his hand, and shook his head secretly.

He was really unfortunate to say that the so-called 'gods' of the birds were really coming towards him.

However, he was a little surprised that the other party's movement was not small, but the revealed Taoism was not very strong.

His eyes fluctuated, and after thinking for a moment, he opened the door of the ancestral hall and slowly appeared outside the door.

It's just that when he stepped out of the door, he always had one foot inside the door.

At this time, he also saw a black-robed figure in a phoenix robe on the long street.

Under the dark moon, this slender figure is extremely moving.

His gaze fluctuated, and his mouth said tentatively.

"Phoenix?"