"Humph!"

Yang Ji sneered, but he was not surprised by this scene. Wen Tongsheng, Wen Xiucai, Wen Juren, Wen Jinshi, Wen Zhuangyuan...... Although it is only a few words of difference, the orthodox Confucianism and Taoism fame, each of which has incredible ability.

In ancient times, the orthodox Wen Tongsheng, Wen Xiucai, and Wen Juren ...... It's not just a name. It's a tangible ability.

One is the right to overcome all evils!

Ancient Confucianism and Taoism are righteous and great, majestic and innocent, and are the representatives of the right way. Each realm has been improved more than tenfold, and it is the real evil that repels all evils.

The ancient Wendao was only able to support justice in the world and restrain the evil way that was far more powerful than itself, relying on this powerful power.

"Whoosh!"

Yang Ji's body shook, turned over the courtyard, and after a few starts, he finally arrived at the place where the milky white holy light fell. Only between the walls of the two alleys was a figure lying on the ground with its face down, motionless.

His flesh melted, and white smoke billowed from his body, as if he had been burned by fire. And in the position of the back of the heart, a hole the size of a sea bowl pierces back and forth, and even the internal organs inside can be seen.

Yang Ji glanced at it, this is definitely dead, and he can't die anymore.

-- That blow had completely ruined his life.

"Sure enough!"

Yang Ji looked at the big hole in the back of his heart and nodded. After the Little Sage Speech Technique was upgraded to the second level of Wenxiu talent, its power really increased a lot.

In the past, at most, it was to let the Skeleton Ghost King and the Evil Dao Prince scream a few times, drill a few holes in their bodies, and consume some of their evil energy.

But after reaching the Wenxiu talent level, the power is completely different.

Although the Confucian mastery is of little use to a righteous disciple like Yang Xuanlan who cultivates masculine blood, if he encounters the evil prince again, Yang Ji can still give him a "surprise".

Glancing around, Yang Ji soon saw a scroll of scriptures under the middle-aged man's arm.

"Found it!"

Yang Ji's eyes lit up. One last time, he could see it clearly. The helmsman of this ghost mansion relied on the scriptures in his hand to collect those eight weapons.

Raising the middle-aged man's pale arm, Yang Ji pulled out the colorful scripture painting. Spread it out, open it and take a look, only to see that on the painting, a lifelike eight-armed demon god, stepping on black clouds, eyes like copper bells, appeared on it.

Seeing this eight-armed demon god, Yang Ji couldn't help twitching deeply in his heart, feeling dizzy. The portrait painted on this scripture is exactly the same as that of a middle-aged man after his transformation.

"It's incredible, how can there be such a scripture painting?"

Yang Ji muttered to himself, looking at this scripture painting, and his heart was deeply intoxicated.

After receiving the martial arts, Yang Ji has been exposed to various scriptures and paintings, the fist is a combination of scriptures and paintings, the fist cares about the first scriptures and paintings, the five ghosts carry the scriptures and paintings, and the body incarnates the scriptures and paintings...... , but it was the first time I had encountered this kind of magical scripture painting.

Different from the martial arts scriptures that Yang Ji had been exposed to before, this kind of scripture paintings seemed to belong to a completely different type.

The eight-armed demon god that the middle-aged man changed before his death seems to have been obtained from the scriptures.

"What kind of scripture painting is this, the puppet scripture painting, the incarnation scripture painting, the armor scripture painting?......"

Yang Ji looked down at the scriptures, and his heart was full of novelty, which completely broke Yang Ji's previous perception of scriptures and paintings. It seems that there are many things left over from countless epochs ago, and many things that you don't know.

"Buzz!"

Yang Ji tentatively sent out a wave of consciousness, and the consciousness touched the picture and was quickly absorbed into it. Inside the scripture painting, Yang Ji soon felt another gloomy consciousness.

This is the consciousness of middle-aged people. After his death, the consciousness left in the scriptures and paintings was also ignorant and in a state of collapse.

Yang Ji easily wiped it out, and erased the consciousness of the middle-aged man.

"It's incredible, this kind of magic weapon is just like a magic weapon. ”

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

Sutra painting is not a ritual weapon, but this nature is very imaginary with a ritual weapon. This is something that Yang Ji has never encountered before.

"Buzz!"

Inside the scripture painting, in a chaotic place, Yang Ji's consciousness felt something. The eight arms were like spiders, and the steel body lay motionless across them, as if in a deep sleep.

"The Eight-Armed Demon God. ”

A thought crossed Yang Ji's mind. This is the eight-armed demon god used by the helmsman of the Ghost Mansion. This eight-armed demon god gave Yang Ji a very strange feeling, as if it was an entity, but not completely, as if it was stainless steel, not completely.

Yang Ji felt the substance, nothingness, spiritual power, steel, and vitality particles in it at the same time...... And so on, it's a very mixed nature.

The most special thing is that Yang Ji also felt a very complex and clever magic taste in it. This kind of technique is far beyond the level of the Great Martial Sect.

The person who refined this kind of scripture painting probably had an extremely high status in that era of collapse.

"It's incredible, there are so many incredible things born in those vanished civilizations!"

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

This scripture painting gives Yang Ji a very ancient feeling, not like a product of this era. And each of these ancient scriptures represents a vanished era, and almost all of them are unique and unique.

Yang Ji especially felt that there were dozens of powerful and small prohibitions around the six-armed demon god, which were as precise and refined as chickens. This is a protective prohibition.

If you want to refine these prohibitions and master the six-armed demon gods in them, it is not something that can be done in a short period of time.

"Let's leave first. Wait until later, and then slowly refine. ”

Yang Ji heard the sound of horses' hooves in his ears, this courtyard is located in the corner of Langya City, very far away from the military camp, which is also the reason why these ghost warriors established a stronghold here in the first place.

But after such a long time, no matter how far it is, it has already rushed over.

"Whoosh!"

Yang Ji raised a handful of flames, wrapped the middle-aged man's body, and burned him to ashes. The feet were longitudinal, so as not to fall, and quickly disappeared into the night.

Hoof-clatter!

The horseshoe stepped on the bluestone slab, and the sound was very crisp. In the night, a group of war horses galloped forward, and the knights on the horses were bright-eyed and energetic.

"Drive!"

The knight at the head glanced at it, and took the lead in stepping over the courtyard wall and entering the courtyard. The courtyard was blazing with fire and smoke. The collapsed oil lamp rolled onto the wooden furniture, causing a fire.

The knight rode his horse and looked inside and out.

"My lord, they're all dead. It doesn't look like a good number. They were all killed. ”

A soldier came up immediately and whispered.

The battle was so dynamic that they could hear it from far away in the barracks. Since that wave of evil ghosts attacked, it was the first time that such a big movement had occurred in Langya City.

The new official took office with three fires, and he has just been replaced by General Langya. No one dared to be careless.

"Do you know what you just shouted?"

The knight at the head of the knight did not hear it, and looked through the armor and looked fixedly at the armor in front of him.

"This ......"

The armor was stunned and said, "This is a bit far away, so I didn't hear it clearly." ”

This is a big truth, the battle just now was very dynamic. Not to mention the sound of horses' hooves of their own people, the cries of children around the yard, the screams of adults, the barking of dogs, and the sound of firelight...... , resounding.

Everyone just wanted to go over and see where they noticed someone who had said something.

"Didn't you hear that either?"

The knight at the head turned his head and glanced at the others. In this battle, the movement was very great, but they didn't even capture a shadow.

With his instincts, he felt that the loud shout that had sounded in the air before was probably very critical.

"My lord, like, it seems that what won't let you go?"

One of the armorers hesitated.

"I know that. ”

The knight at the head said with a displeased face. Where else can those ruthless words be," I didn't ask. It's a name. First of all, who did any of you hear him say?"

Everyone was dumbfounded, looking at each other.

"My lord, I think I heard it. What is what Ji. A soldier said suddenly.

"It could be Li Ji, right?"

"I heard it as if it were righteousness. "Another sergeant.

"What I heard seemed to be Zhang Qi. Another armorer followed.

Everyone said the names they heard, and everyone was different. At first, the knight at the head listened with a straight face, but his face gradually darkened when he heard it.

Everyone hears it differently, and saying it is the same as not saying it.

"Forget it. Leave it alone. Check it out, and then the lieutenant and the general's palace each send a report. ”

With a wave of his hand, the knight at the head rushed towards the firelight.

In the dark where everyone's eyes couldn't see, Yang Ji slowly retracted his gaze and slowly retreated into the darkness with the five ghosts he had summoned.

The name that the middle-aged man called before he died was a huge threat to Yang Ji. So Yang Ji went and went back to see if these people heard anything.

However, the situation is far better than Yang Ji imagined.

In the middle of the night, many people are in a state of panic and confusion, and they don't even pay attention to the movement outside. Even these knights who had heard people well didn't hear what the middle-aged man was shouting, and the others were even more impossible.

"Looks like I'm thinking too much. ”

Yang Ji recalled the five ghost incarnations that could affect people's minds at the two ends of the charm and the dragon back into his body, and then quickly withdrew and left.

Kill these people who came to investigate, I believe that for a long time, it will be impossible for the people of the Ghost Mansion and those powerful evil saints behind the scenes to find him.

......

The weather is getting hotter, and the people in Langya City are weaving, and it is gradually recovering to the former prosperity. In the blink of an eye, another six or seven days have passed, and things in Langya County have been arranged, and all the Yiqiē has been on the right track.

Yang Ji looked at the Yamen of the Nongsang Division with high eaves behind him, and sighed in his heart.

On the first day, I just wanted to go through the motions. But now, after a few months, I have gradually developed some feelings.

"It's time to go. ”

Yang Ji sighed, and his gaze was taken back from the plaque of the Nongsang Division's yamen.

"My lord, can't you stay a little longer?"

A voice came from behind him, and Zhang Lu and Zhou Chuan looked reluctant. The two got the news that Yang Ji was leaving, so they rushed over early. R1152