Martial Cultivator Chapter 67: Seal
"Ah this..."
Everyone was shocked when they heard that the headless ghost was hiding in the well under the rocks.
Most of them hesitated. Instead of rushing to move the stones, they all shrank back.
Who knows if moving rocks will disturb the headless ghost?
It should be noted that everyone is a mortal body. If you look at it, your head will disappear.
"What are you waiting for?!" Zhou Tiehu scolded everyone with a straight face, and then reached out and pointed out some of the taller and stronger men in the crowd, "Five of you, come here and move these rocks away quickly!
There is an immortal here to ensure that nothing happens to you! ”
He talks nice, but he doesn't move.
The few people he singled out were all trembling with fear, but they did not dare to disobey the order of a head catcher and walked out of the crowd timidly.
A tall boy took the lead and walked to the pile of stones, picked up one and moved it to the corner.
A few people remained silent and focused on carrying the stones.
Huang Pantser was standing two steps away from Wang An, with a pair of evil little eyes rolling around. He looked past several men and landed on the one with a more outstanding figure and appearance in the crowd behind him. On women.
“This weasel has so much yin energy...
I wonder if it is a demon or a ghost?
If it is a demon, its breath is not like the dog brother, with the unique fishy smell of beasts..."
Wang An moved the stones, his mind spinning.
Right now, he can see the weasel, but the other party has never paid attention to him.
After a while, all the stones were moved away.
Sure enough, a well underneath was revealed.
The well is deep and dark, and Yin Qi gushes out from it. It is indeed the source of Wubao's Yin Qi.
An indescribable smell rushed out of the well mouth with the Yin Qi and spread here, much like the smell exuded by the old silk corpse.
The weasel’s nose is quite clever.
Wang An calmly glanced at Huang Pants'er's location.
He also followed the example of others and stayed far away from the mouth of the well, avoiding it like a snake and a scorpion.
Tang Yunhe stepped forward, stood by the well, and glanced down.
"As expected.
The evil ghost has been connected with the Yin veins here. Not only is it bound to the Ten Mile Fort by the Yin veins, it can also rely on the Yin veins to cultivate and live. If the Yin veins are not destroyed, it will be almost immortal. ”
Tang Yunhe said this without hiding it.
It made everyone look terrified and at a loss.
The immortal’s words mean that the headless ghost cannot be killed?
If he can’t be killed, won’t he suffer?
They have such doubts and fears in their hearts.
Tang Yunhe stared at the well for a while, then suddenly raised his head to look at Wang An, who was standing 'dumbly' across the way, pointed at him and said, "Go and bring me the black dog's blood!"
Then he pointed at several people around him and ordered them to bring the talisman pens and cinnabar.
When he was directing Wang An to do things, Zhou Tiehu also cast his eyes over and glanced at the tall young man with stains on his face.
I always felt that this young man looked familiar.
But for a while, I didn’t know where the familiarity came from, so I just thought it was an illusion.
Everything is ready.
Tang Yunhe took the basin of black dog blood and poured it into the well!
Wow!
The black dog fell into the deep well with blood, causing a sound of water.
Other than that, there seemed to be no other movement.
But Wang An's eyelids twitched as he stood behind him. With his fist spirit gathered, he felt that the Yin Qi pouring out of the well increased instantly, and it was about to blow out!
The pot of black dog blood seemed to wake up the sleeping evil ghost, and seemed to break some kind of balance.
In the dark, he heard a crisp female voice: "It hurts!"
The voice was exactly the same as the female voice I heard when I suddenly encountered the headless ghost and the muddy river appeared last night!
The old corpse in silk and satin, the female voice, the toad carrying a human head on the Wubao...
Wang An felt like he had caught some clues.
But several clues are always difficult to connect.
He suppressed his thoughts and continued to watch Tang Yunhe's movements.
I saw him twisting a talisman pen, dipping it in the chicken blood mixed with cinnabar, and then immediately took up the pen and wrote six talismans on the edge of the well.
The runes are like chicken paw prints, and it is difficult to discern their meaning.
But Wang An sensed that every time Tang Yunhe sketched a rune, a wave of waves surged out of his body, interacting with the heaven and earth. Wisps of invisible and qualityless 'qi' flowed out of his body and poured into the rune pen in his hand. Finally condensed into each rune.
Is this the practitioner’s ‘qi’?
He was curious and took two steps forward.
I immediately had a more detailed feeling of that kind of 'qi'.
That wisp of breath gave him the feeling that when spring comes, the flowers and trees begin to flourish, as if it can arouse people's hearts and make them ready to move.
"Brother Gou once said that Qi is divided into Yin and Yang and five elements.
Could it be that the Qi in Tang Yunhe's body right now is the Qi of wood among the five elements? ”
Tang Yunhe didn't know that there was a boy behind him who had unknowingly gotten a glimpse of his own Qi attributes. After he outlined six runes, he raised his eyes and looked at Huang Pants.
The lips moved, but there was no sound.
Communication is all based on thoughts: "Brother Huang, it will be up to you to activate the Qingmu Town Spirit Talisman to form a restriction!"
"It's a piece of cake!"
The yellow pants grinned evilly, and instantly turned into a ray of yellow light.
The yellow light fell into the first rune, and the rune suddenly glowed.
Then, the second, third... and sixth runes all lit up, and a thick yellow light chain connected the six runes in series. The layers of light shrank inward and intertwined into a network.
The Yin Qi in the well was suddenly blocked and suppressed within the light network formed by the runes!
The Yin energy in Wubao gradually overflowed.
Even the temperature quietly increased a little.
"Okay!"
Tang Yunhe casually threw the talisman pen into the bowl, raised his head and looked at the half-human-tall weasel.
Both of them have some expectations in their eyes.
Wang An looked at the light network at the mouth of the well and frowned.
If this well is really the source of Yin Qi in Wubao, then judging from the amount of Yin Qi he saw last night, this light network cannot resist it at all.
Things are not completely resolved.
But how could Tang Yunhe care about this?
He just wants to suppress the headless ghost temporarily, and don’t hinder his own major events!
"Okay?"
"The headless ghost was destroyed by the immortal?"
"Look at the paintings at the entrance of the well, they are shining with light!"
Everyone looked at the network of light that appeared and disappeared at the mouth of the well, and suddenly felt that the gods' methods were nothing more than this.
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How could they have imagined that 'Tang Shangxian' had already made up their minds.
"Come!"
Tang Yunhe turned around and waved to the banner on the side of the altar table.
The flag flew into his hand riding a strange gust of wind.
He holds a flag in his left hand and stands in yellow trousers on his right.
Huang Pong'er's eyes were excited, and he stared at a woman in the crowd, and his mouth was full of laughter.
"Just her, eat her first!"
It suddenly stretched out its claws and pointed at the woman.
"Okay." Tang Yunhe nodded and said without any hesitation, "Brother Huang has enjoyed this, remember to call Erye Huang here to enjoy the blessing."
Huang Pants nodded repeatedly.
A fluffy tail on the back suddenly stood up.
Tang Yunhe immediately waved to the pretty woman in the crowd and said with a straight face: "Come here.
The immortal sees that you are quite spiritual and wants to give you some advice. ”
He had just spoken into the void. When everyone saw this, they had already thought that he might be communicating with a real god.
Now that I heard him admit it personally, everyone was extremely surprised.
The woman was even more dizzy after being chosen by the immortal.
Under the envious eyes, he lowered his head and walked toward Tang Yunhe in small steps.
The corners of Tang Yunhe's mouth were slightly raised, half-smiling but not smiling.
The yellow pants stared at the woman, stretching its neck longer and longer. When it reached two or three feet, a stream of yellow smoke surged from behind its tail.
In the smoke, the yellow trousers turned into a white-faced young man, with an evil light in his eyes, roaring up and rushing towards the woman Tianling Gai!
Brush!
A wild goose wing knife stirred up layers of ripples and suddenly shot out from the diagonal stab!
“Can a weasel also be a god?!”
The young man’s voice chilled the entire audience!