Taoist chanting

Chapter 269 Tat for Tat

A short, hunched white-haired old man walked out of the rocks, leaning on a rotten wooden crutch in his hand, his figure was somewhat illusory and transparent, standing in front of the woman in the purple skirt, he cupped his hands and bowed slightly to salute: "I have seen fellow Taoists in the land of Nanqing Mountain, please Forgive the little old man for being blind, for being blind to the face of an expert, and for bumping into a fellow Taoist, the little old man is willing to accept the punishment."

The Nanqing Mountain in his mouth was called by the previous dynasty, and he never thought that he was the land of Baihuling.

The lowered left hand swung back slightly, signaling Chu Qing'er not to act rashly, leaving everything to him.

He had noticed this strange hairpin woman long ago. Even though she had little divinity left, she was the righteous god of Jianghe back then. The woman was walking barefoot in the stream. Coupled with the subsequent series of events, he almost failed to remember that there was such a person.

To be able to walk under the nose without breaking his green water to green mountain situation, without being discovered by him.

Obviously the opponent's cultivation base is too high, maybe an old guy from the "Gold Core Realm"?
Even though the tide of spiritual qi has only started not long ago, the real big sect still has the ancestors who "escorted them".

500 years ago, the cultivation base belonged to the existence of Jindan Realm, which was neither high nor low, and used a special method to sleep in the blessed land cave, and then awakened when the time came.

These old guys who survived from that era, even if they don't live for a long time, have no possibility of prolonging their lives.

However, as a tacit deterrent force of various forces, it is still enough in the early stage of spiritual energy surge.

Mo Ye looked at the old Tudigong in front of him, whose divinity was overflowing from time to time, and his body was unstable, and suddenly said: "They had bad intentions for you before, and you are out of your mind, and you still protect her like this."

She never uses interrogative sentences, and she can see through people's hearts and ghosts at a glance.

Chu Qing'er, who was behind the Lord of the Earth, looked slightly uncomfortable, and did not dare to look at the transparent figure in front of her that was not close to her chest.

Wei Yan cupped his hands and said with a smile: "They have been here for a few days, I have not seen them all the time, precisely because I understand that they came here under orders, and they want to use me to do something big to harm one side.

Even if the little old man dies with only half his life left, he doesn't want to ruin the creatures on this land.

Not for anything else, just because I am the Lord of the Land, the former water god of the Yaoxi River, and I have been able to live for so many years. On both sides of the Yaoxi River, there are descendants of the Fan Dynasty. , some incense offerings.

Therefore, I deliberately made some disturbances, trapping the monks who came to investigate, trying to force the three juniors to retreat. "

Having said that, Wei Yan stretched out his hand to the ground, held a shiny white jade tablet, and carried it to Mo Ye with magic power. The front of the jade tablet was engraved with gossip and dragon patterns, and a simple "Tao" in the middle "Character.

Mo Ye picked up the sign and turned it over. The dragon pattern on the back was exquisite, and four characters were vertically engraved in the middle: "Treat each other with courtesy".

"This brand is quite old, and it's not light. It's not worth her life."

She can see the value of things in the world.

The land lord smiled and cupped his hands: "Little old man keeps this 'Treat each other with courtesy' card from the past, it is no longer useful, it can only be brought into the soil, if it is used to protect the life of a white witch junior, it is worth it! "

He didn't tell the story about the origin of the jade token, so it was no longer necessary, he could tell that the woman with the hairpin recognized the value of the jade token.

It's okay not to talk about the old stories of old sesame seeds and rotten millet.

Mo Ye put away the sign and said, "Your gods pay attention to retaliation. You have been imprisoned here for more than [-] years. Give me a handful of soil, and you will not be punished for the crime of colliding with the witch formation."

The land lord bowed down to thank him, he could tell the truth and lies, he was relieved, turned around and said to Chu Qing'er: "Go!"

Chu Qing'er's eyes were a little red, she took a step back, and bowed deeply to the ground.

Her life was paid for by her seniors who exhausted everything. She stopped talking and flew to the north quickly. After ten feet, her figure disappeared. The land used her magical powers to help her cover her tracks, and she was safe within a radius of thirty miles. .

Now that time is running out, how far she can run depends on her own destiny.

The mysterious girl with hairpins will not make another move, but those guys trapped in the water transport witch formation will not let her go.

Fortunately, her master had prepared it long ago, maybe it can be used at a critical time?

The Lord of the Earth watched Chu Qing'er disappear, and then walked to the rock, knelt down and groped for a while, took out a small ball of dark soil, handed it to the girl with hairpins, and said with a smile: "It's all here, please take care of it, Fellow Daoist. "

Mo Ye collected the unusual lump of soil, listened attentively, and glanced at the land father again.

"Your witch formation won't last long."

"The younger generation is awesome. His ability to recite scriptures is not bad. It doesn't matter how long the little old man can last. Anyway, he won't live."

There was a wry smile on the face of the land master, and his figure leaned against the rock to stabilize his trembling body.

The Taoist at the foot of the mountain didn't know what scriptures he was reciting, forming waves of invisible thought power, like waves, like sword energy, which was very powerful against his former gods or ghosts.

The half an hour he said before, seems to be impossible, maybe only a quarter of an hour?

Seeing that the woman in the black dress had no intention of leaving, the land lord slowly blended into the rocks.

The gray stones exude cyan-black and khaki-yellow brilliance, temporarily maintaining the "green water turning into green mountains" below.

The range of the witch formation shrinks again and again, resisting attacks from three places.

About a word of time passed, and the rocks were covered with fine cracks.

The whole Baihu Ridge was shaking, the trees were swaying, and the mud and rocks were rolling down. The noise was much bigger than the previous battle. Birds and beasts seemed to feel that a catastrophe was imminent, and ran around in panic. They were not affected by the witch formation.

Mo Ye shook his head and walked down the mountain.

She went out with Zhang Wenfeng in order to find a different experience in the world, but she didn't quite understand the pedantic and unflattering behavior of the land public house.

She passed by Zhang Wenfeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, chanting sutras, and tilted her head to look at the Taoist priest who seemed to have an invisible golden light flowing from her body.

The little Taoist's mental power has improved and improved, and the land old man can't last long.

She couldn't understand what the Taoist priest was saying vaguely. She didn't study the scriptures of Taoism, so she felt very powerful.

Smiling, walked to the almost dry stream.

The water was hot, and she walked slowly on the pebbles, thinking.

Zhang Wenfeng repeatedly recited Chapter 1 of the "Tao Jing" on the ancient scroll of Zhihai, over and over again, but he did not touch the supernatural powers of the scriptures. This recitation did not allow him to enter the mysterious perception like the first time.

Probably understand, perhaps, there needs to be some kind of opportunity to trigger it?
He could feel that the witch formation besieging him was constantly weakening, and he knew that he had found the correct way to break the situation.

He kept chanting, and the Yuan Qi in his body was slowly consumed along with the scriptures. Finally, he vaguely heard a cracking sound, and the witch formation that suppressed him suddenly dispersed.

The sun shines on the body, warm and clean.

Jin Huanran and Shi Huai'an were at the edge of the stream about [-] feet away from him, holding swords on guard. The area around them was full of huge pits and piles of mud and rocks.

Five anxious law enforcement guards shouted in surprise from outside the stream: "Daoist Jin, Daoist Shi, you have broken the formation!"

"Quick, fly up, don't let the witch cultivator escape!"

The three shouted at the same time, flying up.

At a glance, Zhang Wenfeng saw an ancient twisted tree fell in the middle of the mountain to the east, and a rock below was torn apart, with a faint remnant of divine power dissipating under the sun.

He understood that it was the place where the Land Lord lived.

The land lord risked his life to help Chu Qing'er escape, so why bother?
Zhang Wenfeng shouted: "Fellow Daoist Shi, fellow Daoist Jin, send a message quickly to inform the counties in the southwest and northwest directions to strictly prevent the witch cultivator woman from absconding, and notify the other nearby wind patrol envoys and all the monks in Yuanyang County to come. Help, the woman has run away, and the land that caused trouble here has been punished!"

The two of them were a little disappointed when they heard that "the land is punishing", not the mountain god.

How can the credit for killing the land compare to the mountain god?

The two took out the yellow talisman and issued summons one after another, and chased in two directions.

Lay out the net, but also catch the fish that slipped through the net!
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(End of this chapter)