The Lingguan Temple is the node of the mountain and water luck, just like the place where the soldiers must fight, and the established Lingguan Temple is the pass that controls the mountain and water luck road, and the Lingguan is the town guard general of the pass.

Now Wang Yuanbao and the old Taoist are the soldiers who attack the pass, but the Confucian spirit official occupies the time and place, and Wang Yuanbao and the old Taoist can only occupy the two people.

However, the situation in this Lingguan Temple can only be regarded as evenly matched, the seven-grade landscape spirit official, the wedding dress and the ghost, this single one can abuse Wang Yuanbao and the old Taoist to the point of incompleteness, not to mention, at the end of the old Taoist's strong crossbow, although Wang Yuanbao still has the killer weapon of Si Wuxie, but the enemy on his back and back can't help but take care of one or the other.

The aura surrounding the spiritual officer is now transformed into a filthy breath, this landscape god is a spiritual practice, protecting the merits of one party, and enjoying the incense, but the Fengshui country is different from other feudal states and dynasties, and the people Li Shu are the ones who don't believe in this god the most.

Looking at the self-made people of the rivers and lakes by force, how could they go to the temple of the civil officials and gods to offer incense, which is also the reason why the spirit official of Tieshajiang joined forces with this ghost in the wedding dress.

Just relying on incense, I am afraid that in less than ten years, this Lingguan Temple will sooner or later fall into the mountain and wilderness scattered cultivation bag, and it is the easiest thing for yin ghosts and ghosts to practice with people's essence and blood and soul, not to mention that there is a village and town in this valley, and the "fat" on the side of the mouth, if you don't eat it, you are sorry for yourself.

The Confucian Lingguan has also read the books of the sages and knows the truth, but it is precisely for this reason that once the scholar gives up his dignity and bottom line, he is more vicious than those murderous thieves.

The most terrifying thing in the world is not death and poverty, but the collapse of faith, the Confucian appearance in the Lingguan Temple, the Lingguan's own beliefs in his heart, learning and truth, now all collapsed, people are not for themselves, the heavens and the earth are destroyed, what he is doing now is just for his own selfish interests.

The old Taoist took the lead in attacking, he was already at the end of the strong crossbow at the moment, the aura in the "Fake Pill" in the Qifu City had been exhausted, and the golden talisman in his hand was extremely high, just to cast it once, it would take half of the aura.

The golden thread compass flew abruptly above the head of the old Taoist, and hundreds of silk threads glowing with golden light fell like rain, wrapping the old Taoist tightly in the golden thread, and the golden thread was like a poisonous snake that chose people to devour, revealing its "poisonous fangs".

The golden thread is like electricity, and it is entangled towards the ghost of the wedding dress behind Wang Yuanbao, but he is also shrewd, the seven-grade landscape god is not something that he, an old guy at the end of the strong crossbow, can deal with, deal with this fierce and evil spirit official, just leave it to the young man.

With a sad smile, the long hair of the wedding dress is as ghostly as ink, and it is like a poisonous snake that chooses people to eat, heading towards the golden thread, although the breath of the two is different, but it is very similar, as if it is from the same source.

Wang Yuanbao didn't have the heart to explore the origin of the old Taoist and the ghost of the wedding dress, the fierce and vicious landscape spirit official in front of him was still staring at himself, although there were three yang lantern talismans to protect him, but the gusts of yin wind still made Wang Yuanbao shudder.

The fist intent flowed, Wang Yuanbao's hand was already on the Si Wuxian on his waist, but the Confucian Lingguan did not make a move, but looked at the Si Wuxian on Wang Yuanbao's waist, revealing a look of hard thinking, and the resentment and filth around him also dissipated a lot, and a flash of inspiration appeared.

Seeing this, the old Taoist opened his mouth and shouted: "Xiaoyou hasn't done it yet, this spirit official has already entered the demon path, and if you don't do it, you and I will have no way to live!!"

The old Taoist's eyes were split, as if this Confucian Lingguan slept with his layman's mother, and if something went wrong, he was a demon, and the ghost of the wedding dress and the magic used by the old Taoist seemed to have the same source, which had already made Wang Yuanbao puzzled, and now the urging was even more abnormal.

Wang Yuanbao already had an eye on it, so naturally he would not fully believe the words of the old Taoist, and the Confucian landscape spirit official now had no intention of doing anything at all, Wang Yuanbao took a step back and slowly pulled out the evil thought on his waist, and in an instant, the sword qi was horizontal!

Staying out of the way is the best way to deal with it.

If you listen to it, it is dark, Wang Yuanbao still understands this truth, the old Taoist has been hiding many things since he entered the valley, and what he said with the round-faced Taoist Tong Xiaoyuan, Wang Yuanbao has long been able to hear it, and now what the old Taoist said, I am afraid that it cannot be believed, and people's hearts are sinister, not to mention that it is an old Jianghu, Wang Yuanbao has nothing to do, but it is absolutely impossible to involve Jiang Ayuan and Han Shen.

Before entering the valley, Wang Yuanbao had already stuffed the dagger on his waist into Han Shen's hand, in order to guard against the round-faced Dao Tong Xiaoyuan.

The old Taoist had a gloomy face, thinking that this plan was seamless and all in his own hands, but who knows, he was blind to the birds when he beat birds all day long, overturned the boat in the gutter, sneered, and his eyes were cold: "Since this is the case, then you should also die!"

Before the words fell, a golden rune suddenly shot out from the golden thread, and the edge of the thin rune paper shone with a light similar to that of a sharp blade, and there was a faint sound of thunder.

The rank of this talisman is not low, it is the old Taoist who spent a lot of money to ask for it, compared to the rank of the talisman used by him to break the landscape formation in front of the Lingguan Temple, it is only high and not low, but now it is used in order to kill the king ingot.

Wang Yuanbao snorted coldly, but he had to admit that this talisman was far from what he could afford.

At the moment of lightning, Wang Yuanbao thought innocently in his hand, broke free from Wang Yuanbao's hand, like a bright meteor, galloping towards the golden talisman, as if it was an eagle falcon that had seen its prey, and in the blink of an eye, it had pierced the talisman at the waist, and the aura in the talisman was like a silver bottle bursting, surging out!

The Confucian Lingguan, who had fallen into deep contemplation, seemed to have finally remembered something, and his originally red eyes returned to clarity, and the resentment and filth surrounding his body suddenly cleared.

The ghost of the wedding dress seems to be like a blessing to the soul, the red pupils have become a little clearer, but the black hair still does not stop persecuting the old Taoist.

In the raging aura, instead of cracking like the statues and sculptures in this Lingguan Temple, Si Wuxian roamed freely in the raging aura.

Wang Yuanbao couldn't help but look at the innocent like a spirit snake in a daze, and couldn't calm down for a while.

And the spirit official who had regained his clear Confucian appearance saluted Wang Yuanbao respectfully and said, "Thank you for your help, I will be able to wake up from this crazy demon realm in the future." ”

After that, it's another deep bow.

Scholars are the most arrogant, pretentious, and never easily apologize to others and admit their mistakes.

Wang Yuanbao hurriedly came back to his senses and said: "No, no, I didn't ......"

Before Wang Yuanbao could explain, the Confucian spirit official said: "Daoist friends don't have to be modest, I fell into such a field, all because this old dog alone created such a killing, and became this demon who harmed one party, I really have no shame to go to see Mr., Daoist friends rest assured, I will kill this old dog, and then atone for my sins with Yu'er." ”

After that, regardless of whether Wang Yuanbao had figured out the cause and effect relationship in his words, he galloped like the wind, holding a pen that had been bald, pinching the sword trick and stabbing at the old Taoist who was tightly wrapped in the gold thread, and the ink-like hair behind the ghost of the wedding dress was also surging like a tide, engulfing the golden thread in the turbulence of the ink-colored hair.

If the original black hair was a river, the golden thread could still compete with it, but now the black hair that is surging like a tide is definitely not something that the golden thread can resist, and the old Taoist is already at the end of the strong crossbow, and the talisman that attacked Wang Yuanbao has exhausted the last trace of aura in the "fake pill" in his Qi Mansion Dantian.

The reason why the golden thread compass can still operate normally is that what is burning is no longer the aura in the cave and cave, but the most fundamental essence of the qi practitioner, and the old Taoist has begun to play with his life!

The golden light suddenly appeared, the brilliant sky was as powerful as day, and the figure of the spirit official with black hair and Confucian appearance suddenly stagnated!

It's a talisman again!

The old Taoist burned his spirit, broke the cauldron and sank the boat, his last reliance was to break the talisman of the landscape in front of the Lingguan Temple, Wang Yuanbao had already seen the four ancient clumsy seals on the talisman.

"The Edict of the Old Monarch !!"

Lao Jun's edict, no one would have thought that this is just the old way of climbing the five realms, there is a "Lao Jun edict" talisman, although this talisman has not been opened, but it is the real imitation of the saint's handwriting of the peak of the talisman.

Hoarse roar, under the power of this talisman, there is a little taste of a saint, although it is only a little, not even one ten-thousandth of a true saint, but it is enough to deal with the ghost of the wedding dress and the spirit official who looks like a Confucian.

The old Taoist sneered: "You two demons, you should have killed you back then, in order to prevent future troubles, if it weren't for the kindness of the old way, you have the current creation, not only do you not thank the old way for his great kindness, but also tried to kill the old way, do you really think that the old way is made of mud? Let you miscellaneous fish take care of it?!!

The words fell, and on the neck of the ghost of the female object in the wedding dress and the spirit official who looked like a Confucian student, there was an extra hand, tightly clasping the life gate of the two female objects, which was the old Taoist.

To put it bluntly, the gods of mountains and rivers are also yin things, but there is an official seal to sue the body, which can avoid the wind blowing and not be burned by the yang fire, but once they lose the official seal, they will not even go to ordinary ghosts.

And the ghost of the wedding dress finally revealed the true face of Lushan, the eyebrows were picturesque, but the seven orifices were bleeding, the blood in the eyes was surging, staring at the old Taoist resentfully, if the eyes could kill, I was afraid that the old Taoist had died so much that there was no scum left.

The old Taoist ignored Wang Yuanbao behind him, a little guy who knows how to control the sword, it must not be the mountain field cultivator who can only control the sword, I don't know which mountain came down to experience the sword cultivation embryo, although the old Taoist moved to kill, but it is not this time.

"Xiaoyou, you are not kind, I am fighting for life and death with this yin ghost, but you are watching coldly, this is five or five, but you have to change it. ”

The old Taoist sneered, but the killing intent in his eyes became stronger.

Wang Yuanbao didn't answer, but the fist intent flowed, all condensed in his hand, and Si Wuxian returned to Wang Yuanbao's hand tremblingly under the pressure of the saint in this talisman.

"Natal Flying Sword!"

The old Taoist was shocked in his heart, it seems that this kid is a sword cultivator, but whose life flying sword belongs is still unknown.

When Si Wuxian returned to his hand, Wang Yuanbao looked weird, as if he wanted to laugh but still had to hold back.

There is no other reason, but the reason why Si Wuxian trembled was not because he was afraid of the coercion of the saint, but because of the excitement, the excitement that went deep into the bone marrow, what Si Wuxian passed on to Wang Yuanbao was just one sentence: "Kill this old dog!"

How can this not make Wang Yuanbao look weird.

And the old Taoist only thought that Si Wuxian was frightened by this "Lao Jun's Edict", and his heart became more and more murderous.

The anger in his hands became sharper and sharper, and the despair in the eyes of the ghost of the wedding dress and the Confucian appearance of the spirit official also turned into resentment.

There is no love for no reason, there is no hatred for no reason, everything has cause and effect, the Confucian spirit official held the hand of the ghost of the wedding dress, the hands of the two of them, clasped tightly, looked at each other, but there was no resentment and despair, only happiness.

It is also a kind of happiness to die together.

The old Taoist looked at the two of them coldly, and the anger in his hand poured out, raging between the ghost of the wedding dress and the neck of the Confucian Lingguan.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

The yin thing is gone, it is really the ashes, the ghost of the yin in the wedding dress and the spirit official who looks like Confucianism, look at each other, smile, in the hands of the old Taoist, from the bottom up, have turned into dust and fallen.

Wang Yuanbao's eyes were hot.

A sword light suddenly burst out!!

Scarlet.

Dust.

Harmony flows.