"Dead!"

Zhang Biao was surprised and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

He didn't like it like or dislike about Xuyuan, after all, the two had only met once, and the other party was at least very enthusiastic on the surface.

But this vague identity is not simple, it is the leader of the Xuandu Temple, and he is responsible for collecting information about the Great Liang.

Sudden death must not be so simple.

Ling Chong was a little hesitant, but he still spoke: "That's it, this matter is not a secret, I'm afraid it will soon spread all over Huaizhou, speaking of which, it has something to do with Tai Sui Daoyou." ”

"You are outside the Yujing City, you once killed Zhou Ke, a disciple of the Yanjia Sect, and the people of the Heaven and Earth Gate who accompanied him came to Huaizhou, and were caught by the disciples of the Yanjia Sect, and in order to protect yourself, he told the treasure of the Imperial Tomb of the Great Cause..."

"The elves?"

"That's right, mortals don't understand, but the monk knew as soon as he heard it, it was the essence of the artifacts in the imperial tomb, and it was still a nest."

"The utensils become refined, and they can be refined or become spiritual pets, which is nothing, but if they are gathered in large quantities, they are of great value."

"Those few Yanjia Sect disciples ran into the Imperial Tomb, but only one of them escaped, and they became crazy and revealed the matter."

"The treasure is tempting, and it is not easy to see the situation, naturally there are many monks to go, at this moment there is a mess, not only the tomb is full of strange things, but there are also people outside who secretly poison the disciples of the sect, and many people have died."

"Uncle Xuyuan invited someone to investigate, but he had an erysipelas attack in the tomb and died at the hands of evil things..."

Zhang Biao was secretly speechless when he heard it.

One of the purposes of his visit to Huaizhou was to explore the Imperial Mausoleum of Daye, but because the essence was not the first priority for him, he was not in a hurry to go.

Unexpectedly, such a situation has been created.

Ling Chong was obviously in a bad mood, shook his head and said, "Uncle Xuyuan left his post without permission and died, and I have sent a letter back to the sect with the matter of the people." ”

"But the matter of the human spirit cannot be delayed, I have been to Duliang Mountain again, the poisonous fog has been appearing for longer and longer, I am afraid that the day of getting out of trouble is just around the corner, and it is urgent to re-seal!"

Zhang Biao frowned, "I don't know much about the method of your sect, set up a Jiao altar seal, and there is no virtual host, can you do it?" ”

"Tai Sui Daoist rest assured."

Ling Chong said with confidence: "I have invited a master in the door, Dao Xing is far better than Uncle Xuyuan, with her help, I will definitely succeed, but just in case, I still have to ask Dao friends to suppress the formation." ”

"When?"

"Tomorrow at noon."

After saying that, Ling Chong hurriedly left.

Before leaving, he also glanced curiously at Liu Ling in the center of the village, I didn't know what to think, sighed, and muttered: "Such a powerful earth spirit, Uncle Xuyuan is too careless, he actually missed this thing, but unfortunately there is already a spirit witch..."

The tall willow trees exude a peaceful atmosphere, the red ropes tied to the wicker sway in the wind, and a small temple is built under the tree.

In the incense hall in the temple, Yu Ziqing slowly opened his eyes, looked at the direction where Ling Chong left, a trace of worry flashed between his eyebrows, and then hurriedly got up and found Zhang Biao.

"Brother Zhang, Xuanduguan seems to have bad intentions..."

As he spoke, he repeated Ling Chong's self-talk.

Ling Chong didn't have a spiritual eye, and Liu Ling deliberately hid it, so he didn't expect that Liu Ling could monitor everything in the divine domain.

"It doesn't matter."

Zhang Biao smiled and shook his head and said: "The method of Xuandu Guan can pull Liu Ling into the divine court, but it must be ignited, and now that Liu Ling has chosen you to be the spirit witch, they will have no chance." ”

"Innate spirits are very stubborn, if you want to force it, you will be sworn by Liu Ling to fight back."

When Yu Ziqing heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Biao asked again: "Have you learned your divine skills?" ”

The magic of the spirit witch is related to the ancestral spirit offered.

Liu Ling can currently use divine arts: Imperial Planting, Dispelling Obscurity, Cloth Mist, and Hiding Wind and Absorbing Qi, so Yu Ziqing can also use them.

Divine magic can drive away evil spirits, and cloth fog can hide cottages and hide wind and absorb qi, which is a kind of Shinto feng shui formation.

Although it is not good at killing, it is very beneficial to Qingfeng Village.

As Liu Ling is stronger, he can also control more divine arts, and he can even be guided by Yu Ziqing to develop the art of breaking enemies.

Of course, it is far from being possible to do it with Yu Ziqing.

Speaking of this, Yu Ziqing's eyes showed a hint of excitement, "Brother Zhang, please come with me." ”

"It's still selling..."

Zhang Biao smiled dumbly and followed him to the small temple.

In another room in the temple, Wang Xin was sitting cross-legged, practicing the "Imperial Blood Refining Demon Method", and the scales on his face had obviously faded a lot.

After a few days of retreat, he finally got started.

Yu Ziqing is not good at conquest, Wang Xin is strong in witchcraft, and can calm his mind with the help of Liu Ling, the two are simply natural partners.

Zhang Biao didn't bother, and followed Yu Ziqing into the incense hall.

Under Yu Ziqing's signal, the two of them directly crossed their knees and settled down, and their souls jumped and stepped into the spirit world.

Zhang Biao was a little surprised, he didn't wear a noodle, and this was the first time he had entered the spirit world with the help of other means.

What surprised him even more was that the small temple also appeared in the spirit realm, and it was wrapped in a pale green aura, and it was no longer corrupt.

In this case, there is only one possibility:

This small temple became a special building.

Yu Ziqing said excitedly: "I got up like this morning, not only that, but the spiritual world is also changing. ”

As he spoke, he took Zhang Biao out of the courtyard.

Outside the door, Qingfeng Village still looks like a clear breeze village, but most of the pavilions are rapidly decaying and empty.

Zhang Biao quickly noticed the difference.

Within the scope of the Willow Spirit Divine Domain, even if he didn't have a face, he could see it clearly, and there was no black fog to cover it.

Not only that, but the plasma-like sludge and all kinds of mildew on the ground also faded a lot, revealing black dirt.

"This ......"

Zhang Biao was shocked, even he didn't expect that the vulgar gods could do this.

He didn't know what to think, and quickly turned around.

The willow spirit in the spirit world has also changed.

On the tall canopy, the wicker swayed slowly, emitting a pale green glow, filling the entire divine domain.

And on the trunk of the tree, there was an old man's face, his green eyes were calm and gentle, without a trace of expression.

"Liu Ling is reshaping the Divine Domain."

Yu Ziqing saluted Liu Ling respectfully, his eyes full of excitement, "I may understand the way of the spirit witch, the human race provides incense, and the common gods provide us with shelter. ”

"I'm afraid it's not just that."

Zhang Biao bent down, grabbed a handful of blackened soil, looked around, and exclaimed, "This is a high-grade spiritual field!" ”

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he remembered the inheritance of Jiangliang, and said with a smile: "In the future, if you kill the ghosts and gods and obtain the spirit corpse, you can irrigate this place and use it to plant spiritual medicine, and Qingfeng Village will also have a foothold." ”

"Can this be?"

Yu Ziqing's eyes also lit up, and his face was full of excitement.

When he first entered the path of cultivation, he became a spirit witch by chance, and he was full of curiosity about everything.

Zhang Biao also nodded slightly, satisfied.

Compared with Fang Xiangzong, the combat effectiveness of the Spirit Witch is indeed not strong, but it is also in the same vein of the Witch Dao, and it is the best logistics support.

It's a pity that some treasure medicines will take hundreds of years at every turn, otherwise his "Three Yang Sutra" consumption method will also be settled.

Leaving the small temple, Zhang Biao returned to his hut.

The cliff cave on the mountain has not yet been built, so the medicinal materials and utensils brought from Taizhou and the newly dug up Sanmingdi Huozhi are sealed in jade boxes and hidden under the bed.

With Liu Ling watching, with the monks he had seen, no one could sneak in and not be discovered.

The dispensing of "Three Gods Returning to Blood Soup", he has prepared, the ginseng is replaced with dragon blood ginseng, and Huang Jing uses part of the flesh and blood of the giant turtle to exchange a few plants with the Zheng family.

Although it is not a treasure medicine, it has hundreds of years.

The task of the local gentry is this, to collect resources for the sect, which was originally to be handed over to the Xuandu Temple, but obviously the flesh and blood of the giant turtle with a grade is more suitable.

Both sides take what they need, and they are all happy.

As for the medicinal soup, it is planned to be made with tortoise shells.

The medicinal effect of this "Three Gods Returning to Blood Soup" must far surpass the castrated version of "Eight Treasures Qi and Blood Soup", but Zhang Biao was not in a hurry to refine it.

He sat cross-legged and continued to carry Da Zhoutian.

Nine weeks later, I suddenly felt a tightness in my chest, unbuttoned my shirt, and found that my chest was densely covered with a layer of moss and mold.

Zhang Biao is not surprised, the way of excreting erysipelas is strange, and it is related to the type of drug attributes.

After scraping it off with a knife, I felt refreshed.

The Psionic Eye checked that the erysipelas status had disappeared.

Zhang Biao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

This erysipelas is really bad, the old fritter in the distance, one accidentally died because of this, tomorrow to seal the human Xiao, in case of a seizure, it will be unlucky.

Thinking of this, he prepared the materials and equipment for casting the spell again, and refined a few more Awakening Pills......

…………

At noon the next day, the fog was cloudy.

At the foot of Duliang Mountain, the Zheng family has sent a large number of people to block the road into the mountain, and brought large and small wooden tables, and even an incense burner.

"Tai Sui Daoyou, let me introduce you to you."

Ling Chong brought in three young Taoists, "These are my fellow disciples, Ling Yuan, Ling Feng and Ling Hui. ”

"I've seen Tai Sui Daoyou."

"I've seen you."

Perhaps Ling Chong explained, when the three of them faced Zhang Biao, they were polite and polite, and they all restrained the arrogance in their hearts.

Zhang Biao didn't care.

These people are the same as Ling Chong, they are all yellow-level second-grade, but they have only mastered the talisman and cannot use the altar.

It seems that the ordinary disciples of the sect, even if they have extraordinary qualifications, their cultivation speed is not fast, unless they pay a heavy price like a Xinjian monk or a master of the Killing Sect.

Zheng Yongxiang and the old man of the Zheng family were also there.

Ling Chong looked at the mountain and said with a solemn face: "I saw yesterday that the poisonous fog on the mountain will dissipate for two hours in the afternoon, and you will carry things up the mountain later, and then leave immediately." ”

"Yes, Immortal Master."

As soon as the words fell, on the mountain road of Duliang Mountain, those poisonous smoke slowly sank into the ground.

"It's now, quick!"

Ling Chong gave an order, and the disciples of the Zheng family immediately lifted the wooden table, tribute, flags and other things, shook off their feet and ran up the mountain.

The scene was a little ridiculous, but no one could laugh.

Ling Chong was much better than Xuyuan, and he didn't hide it from the Zheng family, everyone knew how much of a consequence it would have if the seal failed.

Zhang Biao naturally followed up the mountain.

They came to the tomb of Princess Fu Yunrong, and under the command of Ling Chong, they quickly placed the large and small wooden tables according to their positions, put all kinds of tributes, planted the array flags, and placed the incense burner.

Zhang Biao looked curiously on the side.

He was very curious about this Jiao altar magic technique.

At this moment, Ling Chong lit a signal firework, and a yellow smoke rose into the sky, and there was an explosion in the dense fog above.

Only then did he solemnly speak: "Tai Sui Daoyou, my predecessor is a strange god, not a demon, you will see it later, don't panic." ”

Strange, panicked...

Zhang Biao already had a bad premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, under the abyss of the cliff of Duliang Mountain, the sound of falling stones sounded, and then a giant snake climbed up the steep cliff.

It was Yan Shan Gu.

"Don't panic!"

Ling Chong admonished again.

However, after Yan Shangu appeared, she crawled quickly, her bright eyes were full of joy, and she arched Zhang Biao with her big head.

Looking at the dull eyes of several people, Zhang Biao said helplessly: "This, I can explain..."

(End of chapter)