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Yang Qingyin did not hide her whereabouts, although this place is not owned by the Daoists, it is still a part of Pang Mountain, only dozens of miles away from the Old Ancestor Peak where she lived since she was a child, closer than the Zhiyi Institute, and it is only a stone's throw away for a Taoist priest who inhales three times.

The disciples of the Daomen have strange thoughts about mortals, not only feeling that they are human beings like themselves, but also despising their lifespan and short-sightedness of less than a hundred years, Yang Qingyin of course can't get rid of this kind of thinking, she stood at the foot of the mountain, watching the team of hundreds of people meandering forward, and suddenly felt an invisible strangeness.

There were men, women and children in the procession, each holding a statue of the three gods in his hand, marching in a strange posture of swaying and leisurely, stopping at five steps and shouting "thunder" in unison, which seemed ridiculous at first, and slowly became more solemn.

An old woman in the middle of the team took out a statue of a god and handed it to Yang Qingyin after a dozen steps.

"Are you Mei Chuan'an's mother?" she asked, taking out the idol and shaking it, indicating that she also had it.

The old woman shook her head without replying, put away the idol, paused and shouted "thunder".

The team climbed halfway up the mountain like a huge centipede, and the short and fat old woman behind the palace walked in a relatively normal posture and stopped in front of Yang Qingyin, "I am Mei Chuan'an's mother." ”

"I'm Mu Xingqiu's...... Friend, he can't come because of something, so I'll come to see the invocation ceremony for him. ”

"I hope he'll come, it's a rare opportunity, but—welcome, is your surname Shen or Yang?"

When Mei Chuan'an fell into the demon, Yang Qingyin was only a few years old, and he knew about it, but he had never seen him, "My surname is Yang, my name is Yang Qingyin, you really know about Old Ancestor Peak." ”

Only the mortals of Jinghu Village could recognize the characteristics of the disciples of the Pangshan Dao Sect at a glance, and Granny Mei stretched out a hand and motioned for Yang Qingyin to go with her, "Although I have never been up, my son will tell me many things about the mountain every time he goes down the mountain...... He reached the Starfall Realm at the age of twenty-eight. ”

"I've heard of him. The youngest Starfall Daoist in the three hundred years of the Nine Great Dao Sect is only a little worse than Zuo Liuying. Yang Qingyin laughed a few times, "I may not be able to reach this realm in my life." ”

"Alas, I'd rather he didn't even have a Daogen, just farming, taking a wife, and having children in the village. ”

Yang Qingyin didn't know how to talk to an old mortal, in Pangshan, a person's age had nothing to do with their appearance. Shen Shang, who is more than 100 years old, is still like a child, and his heart will not grow old, and Taoist priests rarely regret it, which is a sign of weak-willedness, which will delay cultivation, even if he does something wrong. Instead of giving birth to the hope of starting all over again, they will try to cut through the entanglement and move on.

"The smartest man is willing to take the most dangerous path, others can't see through it, and he enjoys himself. ”

Yang Qingyin was just a perfunctory sentence, she had heard countless similar words since she was a child, but Granny Mei was deeply moved, and her face showed a strange look. Grabbed one of her arms tightly, "You're right, my son is the smartest person, Jinghu Village is all mediocre, and there are not a few sharp-eyed people in Pangshan Daotong, they haven't seen the truth clearly, my son has not fallen into the devil, he is a prophet." He saw what is happening today more than a dozen years in advance. ”

Yang Qingyin began to feel uncomfortable, and finally understood why Mu Xingqiu, the bastard boy, refused to come to see Granny Mei, the old woman was stubborn, she couldn't listen to others, and even regarded all words as agreeing with her own opinions. If this is a practitioner, this is a sure sign of enchantment.

Mortals don't fall into demons, or rather, there is no point in being demons. The demon seed does not look down on weak ordinary humans, and there are no coincidences like bald people.

"Will today's Divine Summoning Ceremony summon anything?" Yang Qingyin changed the subject.

"No one can predict what the old gods will bestow, but I will pray with all my heart and beg for a powerful reticle. I hope that Daoist Yang can pass it on to the catechumen on my behalf, he is a good man with a good heart, and he is also one of the few people who understands the greatness of my son. ”

Yang Qingyin frowned slightly, feeling that the old woman was really incorrigible, the "catechumen" refused the invitation, and she couldn't understand the other party's true feelings.

The mountain is not very high, overgrown with low shrubs, but the top of the mountain is bare, and the team of more than 100 people automatically surrounds in a circle, there is no fire, everyone looks up at the round and big moon, dangling in place, still shouting "thunder" in unison every once in a while.

"The Taoists never get involved in this kind of thing, but if you want, you can stand in the middle and feel a little bit of the power of the ancient gods. Granny May pointed to the middle of the bare hilltop, where stood a stone more than three feet high, glittering in the moonlight.

Yang Qingyin came to see strange people and strange things, Granny Mei can indeed be called a strange person, the strange thing of the summoning ceremony has not yet been born, of course she will not refuse, "Okay, I am willing to stand in the middle." She is a Taoist priest who breathes triple and has no fear of mortal methods, "But if I scare the ancient gods, don't be angry. ”

Granny Mei smiled and said, "No, never." ”

She didn't make it clear if the Old Gods weren't frightened or if they weren't angry.

Yang Qingyin walked to the side of the stone on the top of the mountain, thought about it, and felt that it was better not to sit down, so he took out a hairpin and bit it in his mouth, pulled it up casually, inserted the hairpin, and became a standard Pangshan Taoist priest.

Granny Mei stood in the middle of the human wall, she had her own place, and it was very important, holding the idol with both hands, holding it high above her head, everyone got the hint, stopped shaking, stopped making a sound, and turned her gaze from the full moon in the air to the female Taoist priest in the middle.

Yang Qingyin felt uncomfortable again, but she would not be afraid, let alone run away, holding her head high, hiding her left hand in her sleeve, holding the pearl thief, if it was just fun, forget it, if the so-called ancient gods dared to move the real character, she was not afraid.

The top of the mountain was silent for a while, Yang Qingyin was bored, and Granny Mei began to sing.

This is a strange song, every word is long and sound, babbling hoarse like an enduring whistle, Yang Qingyin can't understand a word, but she finds it very interesting.

Slowly, the others sang along, Yang Qingyin was immersed in it, and gradually felt a sense of sadness, this is probably a song of mourning for the deceased by a lifetime, mortals' understanding of death is different from that of Taoist priests, they have more illusions, thinking that the soul can still live forever after death, and can feel the call of relatives, and I don't know that the soul will completely dissipate after 7749 days, leaving no trace.

But she still felt sad, as if there was someone she loved so much who would never show up again. Taoist priests also have joys, sorrows, and sorrows. But cultivation is to get rid of the interference and shackles of these feelings, Yang Qingyin knows that he should not be lost in grief, but he is reluctant to get rid of it.

Sadness also has its fascinating side, sometimes even more powerful than joy, no one can keep a smile for days or years in a row, but many people are addicted to sadness, even if the sadness has no cause. He was also willing to stay in it and enjoy the feeling of floating that kept falling.

Yang Qingyin's situation is not so strict, as a Taoist priest, she can always maintain a line of clarity in her mind, supervise her fall, and drag herself up before the danger really comes.

I don't know how long it took. Yang Qingyin broke free from his sadness and pursed his lips, feeling that the ancient gods really had a little ability.

The mortals around them were still singing slowly, they couldn't get rid of their sadness and they didn't want to get rid of it, so some burst into tears and some trembled. Even a teenager has hidden sadness that comes to mind at this moment, and he can't help himself.

Granny May was the only one smiling, her eyes squinting as if she were in a fantasy, her hands firmly holding the idol, sadness seemed to satisfy it, and the three heads were faintly smiling. Even the skeleton and thunder faces are smiling in a strange way.

Such a scene is too weird, Yang Qingyin was vigilant, the thief pearl in her left hand slowly rotated, she knew that there were all kinds of side spells in this world, but none of them could be compared with the eighteen branches of the Dao system, even if it was a mind with only one disciple, it was much more powerful than these thaumaturgy.

She doesn't hurt mortals at the top of the mountain. But if necessary, let them know that the so-called Old Gods are just a trick to deceive people. Yang Qingyin reluctantly admitted that Xin Youtao's previous disdain was correct.

The Pearl Thief suddenly became red-hot.

This bead is not the main magic weapon, but a talisman like a lamp, mirror, and bell. It never gets hot for no reason.

Yang Qingyin turned around and saw a team of wolves going up the mountain, led by a one-eyed black wolf, Mu Xingqiu said that this was not a demon king, but it was indeed very similar.

The wolves walked slowly, not at all as if they were about to attack, they didn't seem to be interested in the humans in the circle at all.

Yang Qingyin's gaze was more accurate than Xiao Qiu's, she saw an undoubted demonic aura from the one-eyed black wolf, it was this demonic aura that aroused the vigilance of the thief pearl, but there was only a faint hint, and the only effect seemed to be to make it bigger.

The wolves scattered to both sides, and there was one squatting next to each of them, and the one-eyed black wolf chose Granny Mei.

More than 100 people, more than 100 wolves, no more, no less. The wolf does not howl, the people do not startle, and everything is fine.

Even Yang Qingyin, who likes weird people and strange things, found such a scene undisturbing, and walked towards Granny Mei and looked at the black wolf at her feet.

More than ten steps apart, Yang Qingyin suddenly showed the pearl of theft, she wanted to see if this wolf had hidden power.

The fan-shaped light stopped a few inches in front of the black wolf, unable to move forward.

The black wolf took a step forward, forced the light back, and then spoke, which is absolutely what only a demonic animal can have, "Why you?" it said, its voice disappointed and angry, "You're not the person I want. ”

"It's a pity. Yang Qingyin was about to recruit, when a figure jumped up from under the mountain and shouted, "They want to save the demon king!"

Xiaoqiu finally arrived, stopped and stood behind Granny Mei, looking at the circle formed by humans and wolves.

The black wolf turned around, suddenly stood upright, and turned into a long man under the gaze of the two Pangshan Taoist priests, without a trace of clothing on his body, but he was not ashamed, staring at the comer, with a happy smile on his face: "The demon king is my twin brother, and his fall into the hands of the Pangshan Taoist priest is an irreparable loss to the demon clan, but I am not here to save him, an ordinary wolf is not worthy of my rescue." I'm here for you, Mu Xingqiu, the messenger of the demons, I'm here for you. ”

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