Dark clouds rolled violently in the sky, and torrential rain swept across the land.

A young Taoist with an umbrella walked in the mountains and forests, waved his hand, and with a gentle breath of energy, he pushed away the thorns in front of him, looked up at the sky, and found that the sky had completely darkened, looked down at his trouser legs, which were already a little muddy, and muttered: "It's time to find a place to rest." ”

A month ago, Li Haocheng, who was ready, opened the Jiuquan Mountain Formation, closed the Yuquan Temple, and entered the Qingyan Mountain Range, at this time, according to the division of the national border, he was already close to the border of the Southern Song Dynasty.

The reason why he chose to cross the Qingyang Mountain Range instead of choosing to take the official road, in addition to being in a hurry, the most important reason was to avoid the tracking of the Liangyi Immortal Mansion.

According to Li Haocheng's understanding, the main body of the Vajra Realm Mandala Prajna Five Great Moon Wheels and Five Demon Suppression Buddha Arrays that sealed Lady Huangquan, in addition to a part of the Spirit Realm, there should also be a part of it in the Qingyan Mountain Range, so the earth qi of the entire Qingyan Mountain Range was suppressed to death.

Even in the towns near the Qingyan Mountain Range, there is no dojo spiritual realm established by the gods, and most of the temples they stay in here are just a transit station for the gods to accept the beliefs of all beings and regulate their own authority, and the temple will form a temple sanctuary in the sky.

However, the Qingyan Mountains can shield the senses of the gods and immortals, which also represents the weakness of the gods' control over it, and the towns where the population gathers are good to say, because the people pray, the gods will pay special attention to regulate the wind and rain.

And inside the mountain range, because the part of the Buddha array is hidden, it is not a god at the level of a prince, and it does not even have the ability to pay attention, and there are not many creatures inside the mountain range, and they do not believe in the gods of the outside world, so that most of the low-level gods in Qingyang County use this place as a storage place for water vapor.

Therefore, not long after entering the Qingyan Mountains, Li Haocheng gave up the original idea of preparing to quickly cross the Qingyan Mountains, and turned to the Qingyan Mountains to walk around and do business, and opened up the trail, which has evolved for thousands of years, like a spider web, connecting the various cottages in the Qingyan Mountains, and becoming an important way for residents in the Qingyan Mountains to communicate with the outside world.

After walking for about half an hour, relying on the eyesight blessed by the spell, Li Haocheng finally saw the slightest firelight flickering in the distance ahead, his face was happy, he cast a few light-weight spells, and sped away in the direction of the firelight.

According to the map markers that Li Haocheng acquired at hand, the cottage stationed here is called Jiuxi, which is one of the few ancient cottages in the Qingyan Mountains that still retains the inheritance of witchcraft, and it is also one of the few places in the Qingyan Mountains that is willing to accept outsiders to enter the cottage for trading.

For monks like Li Haocheng who come and go in the Qingyan Mountains, the residents of Jiuxi Village who are willing to accept them into the internal trading of the cottage are not strangers, so as soon as he approached the cottage, a young villager who guarded the door came up and took out a witchcraft made of white bones and briefly tested it on Li Haocheng, which led him to a place to stay.

As soon as he walked into the cottage, Li Haocheng saw that on an empty square in the center of the village, huge totem poles covered with strange witch patterns were erected.

Even if the torrential rain is pouring down at this time, above these huge totem poles, there are iron basins burning with raging fires.

These totem poles are one of the foundations of the Wudao lineage, an important basis for shamans to worship their ancestors, and the strongest protective force of the cottage.

Even if he just watched from afar, Li Haocheng could feel the powerful power contained in those totem poles, these totem poles have been in the tens of thousands of years of Jiuxi Village residents, under the continuous incense sacrifices, they have opened up a wonderful world similar to the spirit realm in their own 'small' body, and countless heroic spirits who died for the village sleep in it, these heroic spirits are not only the big consumers of incense and fire power stored in the totem pole, but also the strongest means of attack that the totem pole has.

The position of the pillars is also very interesting, faintly forming a certain formation, but the placement of these directions is not according to the direction of the Nine Palaces and Bagua of the Immortal Dao, a bit of the feeling of heaven, earth and man, and a bit of the taste of the three elements of heaven, earth and water, which is quite ancient and primitive. Compared with the current Immortal Dao, most of them use their own theories to analyze the laws of the operation of the Heavenly Dao, and give birth to the so-called formations that imitate nature, and these totem poles from the ancient witch Dao are obviously closer to the laws of nature.

In addition, the flames that have been burning above the pillar are not simple, in Li Haocheng's view, these flames that should have been ordinary are all emitting five-colored glory at this moment, burning the mixed beliefs accumulated in the totem pole all the time, leaving a pure wish power and turning into the totem pole.

As for the mixed breath that was burned, it continued to emit out with the evaporation of the flames, and under the influence of the totem pole formation, it turned into a huge enchantment to envelop the entire cottage, guarding the villagers from being persecuted by the wandering spirits in the mountains.

It is worthy of originating from Shinto, and the ancient inheritance that almost transcended Shinto, although it has now declined, but after all, it has a profound heritage and cannot be underestimated.

"Huh?" Observing the mysteries of the totem pole, Li Haocheng, who was more and more excited the more he watched, unconsciously leaked a trace of qi, and a black-robed wizard who was busy in the center of the square, maintaining the flame of the totem pole, suddenly noticed something, he turned his head to look, and was sensitive to spiritual sense, and found that someone was looking at Li Haocheng who was looking at him.

"Immortal Dao monk, and he is also a true immortal monk, this is trouble. The wizard lowered his head and pressed his hand on a totem pole, feeling the rising red light, which was the protection and inheritance given by his ancestors to his descendants.

"Don't blame me... Don't blame me...", like a sigh, kept coming from the depths of the wizard's throat, and the black-robed wizard's eyes revealed a trace of cruelty and a trace of unbearability.

But he looked at the tribal stories recorded in witch patterns on the totem pole, and his gaze, which was still a little hesitant, gradually became firm.

On the other side, after Li Haocheng retracted his gaze, he suddenly felt something, looked at the wizard with his head down again, and then looked at the surrounding environment again, his eyes flashed a little fire, and then sighed, and followed the villagers guarding the door to a simple wooden house that was obviously newly built.

This villager, who seemed to have just come of age, seemed to be a little shy, and when he saw Li Haocheng's strange eyes, he explained a little embarrassedly: "I'm really sorry, some time ago, our Jiuxi Village was attacked by demon beasts, and many houses were damaged, and the place where you outsiders lived was originally given no one to protect it, so you can only ...... it."

"It's okay!" Li Haocheng smiled and waved his hand, and asked, "Where is the place where your village trades with outsiders?" Of course, it is not ordinary goods, but some things that are only used by wizards. ”

"Oh, I almost forgot! Someone like you has to be brought to the witch first... That, I'm sorry for the first time I brought someone, so ......" The young villager touched his head embarrassedly, and before he finished speaking, he braved the rain and took Li Haocheng to another room, this house is a little old, but the workmanship is very fine, and many places are also carved with witch patterns, although these witch patterns are strange and unpredictable, but Li Haocheng can roughly guess the corresponding ability according to the breath they compose, which is nothing more than an increase in the witch path and suppression of the monks who practice the rest of the methods.

In addition, there were several guards standing around the room, these people were full of qi and blood, and they could be distinguished by their momentum alone, and their strength ranged from the early stage of the innate martial artist to the half-step shackle realm, and they all had a strange aura on their bodies, reflecting each other with the totem poles outside.

Compared to the room and the guards, it was the old wizard who sat on the fire in the center of the house that was the most inconspicuous.

Seeing Li Haocheng walk into the room, the old wizard first asked the young villagers to retreat, and then signaled the surrounding guards not to come forward, he asked Li Haocheng to sit beside him, and said with some emotion: "You are a smart person, I already know from the moment you arrived, you have seen the secret of the village, right?"

Feeling that although the old man's body was decayed, it was still pure and powerful, Li Haocheng hesitated for a moment and asked, "Won't you stop him?"