Zhu Ganglie motioned for Sha Langlan to look outside the Buddha's light, and at the same time several golden wires extended out of his hand, stirring up a wisp of yin soul outside the Buddha's light......

This scene Sha Ranlan had seen before, but he didn't pay attention to it at the time, and at this time, seeing Zhu Ganglie scattering several yin spirits in a row, those yin spirits were all wrapped in evil qi after they dispersed, and flew in the same direction, he suddenly understood a little, and said: "Old Zhu, you mean that the direction in which these yin spirits fled is the root of the evil qi on the mass grave!"

Jin Chanzi snorted coldly: "These yin spirits did not escape, but were sucked by that evil qi and dragged over, if I am not mistaken, there must be a monk in the eye of the leyline in this mass grave, using the yin soul to practice evil magic weapons, and these yin souls are absorbed by that magic weapon, so they will involuntarily fly in that direction." ”

When Zhu Ganglie heard this, his face suddenly showed a sudden expression, "Golden Cicada, in this way, many things on this mass grave make sense, the reason why the yin qi here is thin during the day is also because of the existence of that magic weapon, which absorbed the yin qi that should have overflowed." ”

Sha Langlan said strangely: "But as far as I know, this kind of magic weapon that is cultivated with Yin Soul often requires a large number of Yin Souls when cultivating. ”

But it is a place where a large number of ghosts can be gathered, and it is either the main battlefield of a large-scale war, or the city where the plague has broken out.

And Tianzhu Kingdom has not heard of a large-scale war in recent years, and the West Brahmin City, as a royal city, may not have an outbreak of the epidemic for a long time, how can someone in such a place take the trouble to set up a formation to practice magic weapons.

Zhu Ganglie naturally understood the meaning of Sha Ranlan, "It is true that there has been no major war in the West Brahmin recently, and there has been no epidemic, but Lao Sha, don't forget, just a few days ago, after that incident happened in the West Brahmin, the number of people who died for a while was no less than a large-scale war." ”

When Zhu Ganglie mentioned this, Sha Langlan suddenly remembered that not long ago, because of the three national teachers who punished the demons, a large number of casualties among the people in the Western Brahmins were caused, but doesn't this calculation mean that the people who buried the magic weapons here had long expected that there would be a large number of casualties among the people in the Western Brahmins, or that the other party started the idea of mass graves after knowing what happened in the Western Brahmins......

But it was said that the mass grave was originally a small mountain, and before Sha Langlan could sort out a thought, the golden cicada had already led the two to the source of the evil qi.

A black pi train drilled directly out of the crack in the ground, and then differentiated into black lines in mid-air, radiating towards the entire mass grave, at first glance it looked like a black chrysanthemum blooming in the night.

However, the fragrance of this black chrysanthemum is not the ordinary ink chrysanthemum, but the yin energy that symbolizes death, and the wails and roars of the yin spirits can be faintly heard in these yin qi.

As if sensing the approach of Jin Chanzi and the others, the 'Mo Ju' that was originally in full bloom suddenly retracted, and the black horse practice instantly reversed, enveloping many yin spirits who wanted to hide underground again.

However, how could the golden cicada let it get its wish, the Jiuxi Zen staff instantly appeared in his hand, and with a series of complex and incomprehensible notes in his mouth, the Jiuxi Zen staff was like an arrow off the string, nailing straight towards the black horse that was rolling back.

I don't know where the incantation in the mouth of the golden cicada came from, but instead of the dazzling Buddha light appearing on the Jiuxi Zen staff, it showed a dark black color at the tip, nailed to the black horse.

The originally tangible and intangible yin and evil qi, after being nailed by the Jiuxi Zen staff, turned out to be like a dark poisonous snake, constantly twisting and trying to escape from the lock of the Jiuxi Zen staff.

But the golden cicada on the other side didn't give it this chance at all, and after the Jiuxi Zen staff nailed the yin and evil qi, the demon slaying pestle on the waist of the golden cicada also came to life.

Different from the dark color of the tip of the Jiuxi Zen staff, the flying demon pestle flashed with a rich Buddha light, and a dozen demon pestles flew out in a row, but they did not purify the yin and evil qi on the ground that was nailed by the Jiuxi Zen staff.

Instead, it was like a swimming fish directly following the black training on the ground, sliding towards the ground, and it didn't take long for a scream to suddenly come from the depths of the ground, followed by the Buddha's light jumping out through the cracks in the ground.

With the scream, the black Pi Lian who was nailed by the Jiuxi Zen staff actually began to shatter and collapse, and a trace of solemnity flashed on the golden cicada's face when he saw this, and he hurriedly shouted at Sha Yanlan: "Lao Sha, you quickly follow the traces of the Buddha's light on the ground, and cast a spell to crack the ground." ”

After saying this, he shouted at Zhu Ganglie: "Old Zhu, you protect the dragon horse." ”

Sha Langlan saw that Jin Cicada said solemnly, and didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly put his hands on the ground and used his Dao magic power with all his might......

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However, it is said that after Wukong drove the cloud out of the mass grave, with the speed of the somersault cloud under his feet, it only took a while to fly to the basin north of the West Brahmin City.

Unlike the darkness of the mass graves, the basin north of the West Brahmin was a different light.

Even at dusk, the construction of the Immortal Taoist Temple in the basin shows no signs of stopping.

Countless young and strong laborers were busy performing their duties under the drive of the palace guards.

At this time, it has been a few days since Wukong and the others left the basin last time, and although it is only a few days, the immortal Taoist temple in the middle of the basin has completely changed.

The last time I looked at it, the stone platform below had not yet been completed, and when I looked at it now, not only had the stone platform below been repaired completely, but even the construction of the Immortal Taoist Temple above had begun to come to an end.

The speed of construction also means that more labor has been requisitioned in the basin, and the camp in the southern part of the basin has now more than doubled, and the labor force in the basin can be said to be dense.

It's just that Wukong didn't come to observe the progress of the Immortal Taoist Temple this time, but to drill down to the bottom of the Immortal Taoist Temple and check the corpses of the monsters buried here.

Therefore, Wukong did not stay in the clouds for long, and directly transformed into a black mosquito, taking advantage of the cover of night to fly straight in the direction of the Immortal Taoist Temple.

When he flew to the side of the stone platform at the pedestal of the Immortal Taoist Temple, he flapped his wings and flew for a while before he finally found a place where no one was, and suddenly changed from a mosquito to a golden pangolin.

The two sharp front claws were flying, but in the blink of an eye, a narrow and hidden passage was drilled under the stone platform, straight in the direction of the stone platform.

However, it is said that Wukong has used the transformation technique to change a lot of shapes since he practiced Xuan Jiu Xuangong, but it is the first time to dig holes and drill into the ground in the form of pangolins.

But what he never expected was that as the hole was dug and gradually went deeper into the ground, his eyesight did not weaken in the slightest.

What surprised him even more was that when he was on the ground, he could neither feel the demonic energy under the Immortal Dao Temple, nor the yin qi that the corpse should emit, so to speak, in his spiritual sense, the underneath the Immortal Dao Temple was simply nothingness.

In this case, trying to find the buried corpses from the ground was no different from looking for a needle in a haystack, but this situation changed completely after Goku burrowed under the Immortal Taoist Temple.

The moment he just burrowed into the soil, he felt a strange aura in a certain direction underground, different from the cold aura naturally emitted by ordinary burial places, the aura coming from a certain direction in the ground was a very uncomfortable evil aura.

But thanks to that evil spirit, it pointed out a direction for Goku, who was spinning like a headless fly underground.

After about half an hour, Wukong, who had transformed into a pangolin, finally broke through, and the passage to that evil qi was about to dig into the root of that evil qi.

A black barrier appeared under the ground to isolate him, and with the sharpness of the pangolin claws that Wukong had conjured, even a large stone could be broken, but there was nothing he could do about the black barrier in front of him.

Fortunately, Wukong can not only use his own minions, but only a golden light flashed, and the original pangolin disappeared, replaced by a small Wukong.

I saw that the diminutive Wukong took out a pocket-sized golden hoop stick, and when he blew on it, the golden hoop rod turned into a blow needle, and pierced straight towards the black barrier.

After a flash of golden light, the black barrier was blown out by the blow pin turned into a golden hoop rod and a hole the size of a sea bowl, but the hole the size of a sea bowl was healed at a speed visible to the naked eye under the traction of some force.

Fortunately, Wukong's eyes were quick, and without waiting for the gap in the barrier to heal, he re-incarnated as a pangolin and dug all the way, and by the time the black barrier was completely healed, Wukong had already gotten into the barrier as he wished.

The disgusting evil aura inside the barrier became more and more intense, and in addition, Wukong's spiritual sense suddenly recovered, and he directly felt many things that he couldn't feel outside the barrier at all......