Taoist chanting

Chapter 104: Incense Wishing Power Bureau Middle Game
Circling down, except for the dirt a few feet in front, there are actually rock steps below, which are almost spotless after wiping and cleaning, and even the traces of filing and chiseling that have lasted for a long time are still clearly visible.

Originally thought that the place was cold and damp, weird, but it didn't exist at all.

The air is fresh, with a slight scent like sandalwood.

Wu Ganping, who was rushing forward, slowed down unconsciously. What kind of weird situation is this?

Why is it completely inconsistent with the painting style he imagined, and it is also incompatible with the brutal method of making zombies alive by blood sacrifice villagers, and driving bone monsters and ghosts to block the fight to the death.

"Be careful! Keep the altar clear!"

Wu Ganping reminded the companions behind by sound transmission that he had official treasures to protect him, but he was accidentally assassinated by evil spirits with incense and fire magic.

Zhang Wenfeng saw that Fu and Yun were shining with brilliance, he silently blessed the "Qingmu Huabo Technique" to the maximum, and with a flash of inspiration, he looked inside the eight seal script Chinese characters flowing in golden light on the ancient book of nothingness in the sea of ​​knowledge.

The sound of reciting mysterious scriptures resounded, faintly echoing in the sea of ​​consciousness, like the tide rising and falling, and disappearing in an instant, his heart suddenly calmed down.

Without the protection of the magic weapon, he thought of this method instead.

Follow the cautious footsteps ahead, set foot in the depths of more than ten feet underground, and arrive at the old lair of prostitution and evil ways.

This is an underground temple building decorated with simple animal patterns, which is different from the current style.

The stone lintel plaque, about ten feet long, is brown-black in color, with several bright yellow and strange characters engraved on it.

There is not much space inside the temple, and it is almost clear from the outside.

Above the altar in the middle, sits a stone statue that was broken and then pieced together and repaired. Many parts are incomplete. It seems that all the fragments were not found, especially the left eye is incomplete, leaving a black cracked hole. , making the entire majestic stone statue look a bit hideous and scary.

On both sides of the temple, there are two large brass vats with complex patterns, and brass ever-burning lamps are lit on the stone walls.

What is particularly eye-catching is the copper coins and silver ingots placed one after another on the ground, shining brightly under the light.

Directly in front of the altar stone statue, sat cross-legged a man wearing a dark yellow robe and a strange bun, with his back to the crowd and facing a dark copper-colored cauldron as tall as a person.

The elegant scent of incense wafts out from the gap in the lid of the dark copper smelting tripod.

Regarding the arrival of the four people, the man ignored them, and Da Cici sat like that, only saying "Come", a greeting full of reverberating sounds, as if old acquaintances who hadn't seen each other for a long time reunited.

It's weird to start doing it without meeting each other.

"Golden Nishan Temple."

Yun Qiuhe, a woman who likes to learn a little about everything, recognized the strange characters on the plaque with half-baked guesses, and the three of them said via sound transmission: "This is a place in the south called 'Fan' that was wiped out by our Da'an Dynasty more than five hundred years ago." According to the official text of Chao', this underground temple should have been secretly built by the remnants of the Fan Dynasty."

After the Fan Dynasty was wiped out, Taoism once carried out a large-scale demolition of temples, clearing up all kinds of temples and gods that did not belong to Taoism in the territory, and establishing the status of Taoism.

Wu Qianping knew it, and suddenly shouted at the man whose back was turned to the crowd: "The remnants of the Fan Dynasty, you can catch them before you hang your hands!"

These words meant that he knew the other party's details, and it was a pretense to attract the other party's attention.

Wu Ganping unceremoniously slashed at the man's back with his sword. He probed and found out that the man had majestic mana in his body and was under great suppression at this moment.

The second mountain talisman that suppresses the seal of the word "mountain" in the temple is wearing away at an extremely fast speed.

How dare he waste too much time, even if he can't figure out the other party's intentions, since he has already found the lair of the evil way and met him face to face, he should be polite, of course he should strike first!
Whether the other party pretends to be profound or has another purpose, it is impossible to be kind anyway.

Instead of letting the evil thing break out and face it again, it is better to fight while the opponent is being suppressed.

Fu Gujing and Yun Qiuhe followed with their swords.

Before stepping into the threshold of this underground temple, the three sword lights turned into a magnificent sword, cutting through the air to the man whose back was facing them and couldn't move, the dark copper refining tripod, and the repaired statue on the altar .

A sword that was unleashed with all its strength condensed the air in this small world.

Guan Bao suppressed the victory and used the formation method to connect the energy, so that the three of them joined forces to strike a sword, which far exceeded the strength that Yuan Qi Realm could achieve, and its power was no small matter.

"How dare you use such a small skill to shame people!"

There was a hint of contempt and disdain in that voice, and a dark yellow light shot out from the remaining right eye of the stone statue. Like a rope without substance shaking, it turned into endless circles of large and small, facing the domineering one who was attacking from outside the door. sword.

Seeing the opponent's strange tactics, Wu Qianping slashed to the end with his sword, and shouted: "Slash!"

The two points of strength he retained spewed out.

Zhang Wenfeng recited the first chapter of "Tao Te Ching" silently in his heart, obviously his heart was pounding with fear, but his mood was calm.

He was at the back, did not attack, and he had no means to attack the men and stone statues in the temple, so he chose to protect the three of them.

This underground mountain temple is full of weirdness and strangeness.

In fact, he didn't want to get involved at all, and he always stayed away from things he was not sure about.

Watching the dark yellow light driven by the sword light and the evil thing collide in the sky behind the man, "chi chi" several times, those dark yellow lights turned out to be superficial and vulnerable.

Jian Guang cut through layers of rope light and shadow effortlessly.

The light inside the temple is so bright that it is like daylight outside, and all objects are clearly visible.

"Bang... bang... kach", Jian Guang was the first to slash the repaired stone statue high above the altar.

Split in two, the ugly and hideous stone statue collapsed to both sides, and then the sword light struck the dark copper smelting cauldron that was taller than a person, making a series of friction and ear-piercing noises, accompanied by shrill screams, it seemed that there was something hidden in the smelting cauldron , Submerged in the piercing sound, Jian Guang finally struck on the back of the still sitting still.

The unreserved blow cut the man to pieces.

"Boom", the remaining sword light fell on the flat rocky ground, creating a deep mark, and the force surged.

All the silver ingots, copper coins, and shattered gravel were thrown into the air in a neat arrangement, as if they were arranged in some kind of formation.

Some of the projectiles were embedded in the top and the stone walls on both sides, as dense as raindrops, they hit violently, and then fell down.

The small mountain temple was almost overturned.

The four brass water tanks rolled to the ground, and the silver ingots, copper coins, and gravel splashed and fell, making a "bang dang dang" sound.

The water-like dark yellow mist poured out from the copper vat that fell to the ground, and the mist dispersed, covering the dusty mountain temple with clouds and mist, like a misty fairyland.

"This is……"

Wu Ganping slashed his sword, seeing the result in front of him, he was stunned.

The stone statue of the mountain god was completely shattered, the refining cauldron was split in two, and the man was so dead that he couldn't die anymore.

Why did he find it so ridiculous?
The evil mind doesn't look sick, it's impossible to seek death like this, and the seal of the mountain character has not been lifted, which makes him feel relieved.

"It's very strange, we seem to be used by that evil thing?"

Fu Gujing muttered.

The dark yellow mist inside the mountain temple became more and more dense, circling around but not overflowing the door, almost completely covering the situation inside, which looked very strange.

Yun Qiuhe stared at the thick, watery yellow mist, and she suddenly said: "These are incense sticks, different from today's incense sticks, they should be incense sticks left over from the previous dynasty... We seem to have helped it break some kind of restriction .”

The three of them suddenly woke up, and then their hearts were shocked.

So many years of accumulation of so many incense powers that are about to materialize?
It will definitely not be able to be completed by a few people in Banni Village for hundreds of years.

"Haha, thank you for your great help, helping me break the shackles of this body, it's comfortable."

The voice was full of joy, and the yellow mist was circling faster. It was obvious that the evil thing was absorbing the power of the incense, and there was no intention of hiding it.

Wu Ganping's palm was dripping with sweat as he held the jade chapter.

From the beginning to the end, the few of them were played by the evil of this temple and applauded.

That guy has a far-reaching layout, with grass snakes and gray lines, stretching for thousands of miles, beyond their reach.

What kind of incantation of ancient tree spirits, stealing private and official money, blood sacrifice villagers to prevent them from exploring this place, I'm afraid it's all a step-by-step scheme to lure them to break the seal and restraint?

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(End of this chapter)