Poverty

Chapter 201
The two of them collected the belongings of the dead from the ruins.

There are a total of 13 pieces of broken jade, and a total of fifteen pieces of Taoist magic utensils.

Among them, Changshengzong Liu Daoan had six pieces of broken jade on his body.

Among these Taoist instruments, the one with the most divinity is the ancient sword in Liu Daoan's hand.

Just now, Liu Daoan also relied on this ancient sword to activate the sword formula, and killed the three people in Nanjiang in one go.

Chen Yang handed over everything to Li Yanchu.

Only an ancient book in Mr. Feng Shui's arms was taken away.

"Funeral"

This is an ancient book that records the way of Fengshui, which has been lost as early as the third year of Emperor Taizu of Qian Kingdom.

This is a lonely copy, and I am afraid that there is only one copy left at that time.

Chen Yang was a little afraid. If Li Yanchu had slapped it with his palm just now, the ancient book of Feng Shui might be completely annihilated in the world.

The two returned to the main hall of the Taoist Palace to rest temporarily, and a burden appeared on Li Yanchu's back.

Put together the magical artifacts and broken jade in those Taoist palaces.

They stared at the earth-shattering sound in the distance.

It lasted all night.

The terrifying roar receded, leaving only a faint Sanskrit sound.

It seems that the Buddhist master repelled the evil spirits.

Chen Yang went into the blessed land of the cave, and once said that he wanted Li Yanchu to help him.

Help me a little more in Dongtian Paradise.

But yesterday, I experienced the enchanted fairy apricot, the White Tiger Bureau, Feng Shui master, etc., and it was extremely dangerous.

Thanks to Li Yanchu's shot, he was able to break the inevitable death pattern.

Early this morning.

Chen Yang wanted to leave, but he didn't explain the reason.

Li Yanchu didn't force it either.

Looking at Chen Yang's leaving back, Li Yanchu's eyes showed a thoughtful look.

"After last night's accident, this royal child's golden energy has become more and more intense. This is going to become a trend."

Li Yanchu had just cast the look-out technique.

Chen Yang, the military officer of the Dali Temple, seems to have changed in his temperament as a child of the royal family.

For the children of the royal family who are full of luck like them, I'm afraid they have to go a step further.

Li Yanchu shook his head, not wanting to get involved in this secular dispute.

This brother Chen has a noble status and his fate is unpredictable.

It must not be a down-and-out son or grandson, but the royal family of Qianlong Zaiyuan. .

He didn't continue to delve into it, but continued to rush towards Jinting.

Chen Yang acted alone, probably because he knew where the secret treasure was, and he was afraid that he would go with him to seize the opportunity.

Li Yanchu did not follow quietly, but chose to continue on his way.

Everyone has their own destiny.

But if he happened to meet him, he wouldn't be relentless.

slam-la-

slam-la-

Li Yanchu leaped in the huge ruins, and heard the sound of running water.

After Xunsheng rushed over, he found a big river running continuously.

The river was so wide that it was almost impossible to see the opposite side.

Li Yanchu's eyes sank, and he realized that the river water was no different from ordinary river water.

It's not a poisonous thing.

These days he eats jujubes, which are sweet and delicious, full of vitality, and don't need food and water at all.

Furthermore, he had already learned the Dao technique of bigu, so he could be convinced.

Therefore, even after repeated battles, he is still alive and well.

There was no rush to drink water at all.

Li Yanchu squatted down, took out the plague-repelling talisman from his bosom, and stamped it on the water of the river.

Chi Chi Chi!
The river suddenly emitted white smoke and made a piercing sound.

"This thing is poisonous!"

Li Yanchu said in his heart.

He took out a few jujube leaves from the Qiankun bag and threw them directly into the river.

The light and fluttering leaves fell directly, but they didn't melt or anything.

Then he took off a branch, which also sank when it hit the water.

"How is this similar to the Liusha River in Journey to the West!" Li Yanchu was slightly surprised.

Eight hundred quicksand worlds, three thousand weak water depths.The goose feathers cannot float, and the reeds sink.

In the ruins of the Taoist temple of the Xian family, seeing such a big river suddenly made Li Yanchu feel confused.

He has a water-dispelling talisman in his body, and he can walk on water for a short time by virtue of his body skills.

But looking at this big river, he felt a little uncertain.

The log also sank and the river was not so difficult to cross, but suddenly a big river was seen in the ruins.

I am afraid that there will be hidden evil things, dead people and innocent souls in the river.

Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly heard footsteps in his ears.

Turning his head, he saw two figures rushing towards him.

A fat beggar with disheveled hair and dirty eyes, but a pair of extremely bright eyes.

A middle-aged swordsman, carrying three long swords and wearing a brocade robe.

The two of them took a look at Li Yanchu and stopped far away.

At this time, Li Yanchu didn't look sharp, but looked like an ordinary Taoist priest.

It's just a simple long knife hanging from his waist.

There is also an octagonal copper bell.

Jingle Bell--

Jingle Bell--

There was a crisp bell sound in my ears.

But it was not from the octagonal copper bell on Li Yanchu's waist, but from the river.

Li Yanchu turned around and looked.

I found a small boat coming in the river. It was dark and the river was cold.

On such a huge river, there is only this lonely boat.

The boatman is a man with a cold expression, holding a common magic weapon of Taoism in his hand.

Soul Bell!
The boat slowly approached the shore and stopped.

The man stopped moving and did not speak to Li Yanchu and the others.

Strangely stopped there.

Those two seemed to know the secret of this place, and hurried forward.

He got ahead of Li Yanchu.

He actually boarded the boat directly.

Jingle Bell--

Jingle Bell--

The man with a cold expression shook the soul calling bell in his hand and left directly.

soon.

The three of them disappeared above the river!

There wasn't any fierce fighting, and there wasn't any sinister spirit, it seemed ordinary.

But Li Yanchu was a little startled.

He looked at the three people going away, and was silent for a long time.

He didn't try to stop them, and he didn't follow them into the boat.

It's not that he's worried that the boat won't reach the other side, but he just noticed it.

Those two people who came were not alive at all!
But ghosts!

Be it the fat beggar with bright eyes or the solemn middle-aged man with a sword in his hand, they are all souls!
Ordinary people have three souls and seven souls, and when they are frightened at certain times, they lose a few of them.

It will lead to becoming muddled until the lost soul is found.

Those two people just now were not.

The two of them are complete souls, but they don't know where they died, and they were summoned by the soul calling bell in the hands of the cold-looking man!

'It's not that they got on the boat to cross the river, but they were arrested by the mysterious boatman? ! "

Li Yanchu was surprised.

Just now he just felt a little weird.

So he performed the technique of hopefulness.

The problem was discovered immediately.

Li Yanchu stayed by the river for a whole day.

It was discovered that this mysterious boatman came every two hours and had already taken away three waves of people.

They are all the souls of the dead!
(End of this chapter)