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Taking the dragon and the snake away, moving clouds and flowing water, an achievement.

Looking at this beautiful and natural ‘fire fire talisman’, the Wuling Mausoleum was somewhat unbelievable that it was drawn by himself.

The glyph is a technical task.

The reason why he can get into the eyes of God's will and become a famous disciple is because of this hand-painting method.

It's just that compared to this one, it's nothing.

"Any spiritual practice must start with the flesh. Your control over the flesh is too poor ..."

Mulong City said slightly:

"As long as you listen to me, within a month, your drawing art can reach this point."

"Really?"

Wuling Ling, holding his beard, was a little uncertain:

"How to do?"

Is it time for me to run in the second half of my life?

Not only did I meet the teacher who taught me how to live forever, I also encountered a "ghost" who could point to his own practice.

The response of Mu Longcheng sounded in my heart:

"Go find a place high enough ..."

"How high is it high enough?"

Wuling Ling was somewhat puzzled.

"The height you must not have survived when you fell down."

"......."

Wuling was suddenly speechless, didn't this ghost hurt me?

Otherwise, or chop your hands?

Snapped!

With a clear sound, Wuling Ling flew out and buzzed his brain; ‘I was hit by myself ...’

"If I want to kill you, this slap is enough to punch your mind."

Mulong City said quietly.

If he wasn't sure if he could get rid of this palm, he slaps the old shameless thing properly.

.......

The human body is small Tai Chi, and the world is big Tai Chi.

At this step, An Qisheng only felt that the heavens and the earth had become a huge oven, and he was refining himself all the time.

Physical, mental, and mana are undergoing transformation.

Moreover, the more intense the heaven and earth magnetic field, the more obvious the effect, which is almost equivalent to the heaven and earth driving his practice.

After holding a few times of training, the yellow dog, the size of which was only three or four fists, paced outside the city, and An Qisheng felt deeper.

For a moment, he looked back thoughtfully.

According to Huangtianjie * returning to the land of blessing is his destiny, and Mulong City coming out of the reincarnation of the land of blessing is naturally also part of his destiny.

Every bit of fluctuation in his power will be reflected in his heart.

Its strength makes him deeper.

"Unfortunately, I still have to rely on the body of Sa Wuling ..."

An Qisheng's head shook his head slightly, not too surprised.

Even when he himself dreams, he has to rely on his body, and Mulong City is no exception.

It just shows that his idea is still feasible.

If the true mysterious star will become more and more dangerous in the future, this road is at least an opportunity.

"Now, I'm going to find someone, and ask the Nether Realm ..."

There was a hint of thought in my heart.

An Qisheng drifted away, not seeing the slightest fireworks in the breeze. With the help of the magnetic field, it was not only effortless, but also had the effect of refining physical power.

Walking is getting stronger.

........

Jiaoyuan Mountain is the only large mountain range within three hundred miles of Annuo County. Among its mountains are forests and trees, wild animals run rampant, and rumors of demon-harming are heard from time to time.

However, because of one of the trails leading to Lantau Island, businesses are taking risks from time to time.

The rumors of demons hurting people are mostly from these people.

However, some people think that they are deliberately spreading such rumors because they are afraid that someone will compete with them. Otherwise, why do the demons stay alive?

At this time, the sky was gradually getting dim, and the breeze blew through the trees and made a whining sound.

Li Yan tightened his shirt and looked around. Seeing that it was getting dark, he found his way forward.

He is not a hunter or a drug collector, but this time there is no way to enter the mountain. The elder brother in the family is seriously ill and has no money to heal.

The Xiaoyang village where he lives is located ten miles outside Jiaoyuan Mountain. There are only dozens of families in the village. Most of the village is named Yang, and they are relatives in the distance.

Only his family is a single family, so if there is any difficulty, few people will help.

No one is wealthy these days. Why should I help an outsider?

How much does it cost to cure disease when it comes to illness?

"Ugh!"

Li Yan sighed and climbed up the mountainside with one foot deep and one foot into the ruined mountain temple.

The temple was very run down, one side was not leaking on one side, but one side was completely down.

The incense case is full of dust and cobwebs, without any smell of incense, and the idol has been left unattended for a long time, and the arm is missing one, but from the trowel carried by his left arm, it can be seen that its original three-point might.

Li Shan, the mountain temple, has heard that it was a military general who protects the people from the previous dynasty. The dynasty has been changed to the mountain god, but the dynasties have changed. Remember how many of his achievements?

Without the incense, the temple was naturally ruined.

"Grandpa Mountain, it's going to be dark, please let the kid stay here for a night ..."

Li Jicheng made a few noises sincerely before he got up:

"I'll take care of you for one or two, it's also considered as the cost of lodging."

The mountain temple is not big, but it has been in disrepair for a long time. After a little cleaning, the sky is already dark. Fortunately, there are a lot of dead branches and weeds.

On the spot, he made a fire.

"Ugh."

The night was gradually grand, and the wind around it was a lot stronger. The flames swayed, and Li's face became more and more distressed.

With a sigh, he packed up the fire, plunged under the incense case, snore with weeds, and fell asleep.

Over the mountains overnight, he was tired too.

Huh ~

The breeze blew, and the light from the flame was reflected on the face of the mountain god, uncertain.

"Li Li! Li Li!"

In his sleep, Li Yan seemed to hear who was calling him.

In between, he seemed to see a one-armed armored man flashing in front of his eyes, looking at the appearance, it seemed to be a statue of a mountain god.

‘Mountain God? ’

Li Yan was a little dazed.

"Leave, don't stay, run west from the mountain temple, don't look back, remember, don't look back ..."

His voice sounded in his heart, and Li Yan suddenly woke up.

The fire has long gone out, there is no moonlight in the sky tonight, it looks extraordinarily dark, and the trees make a whistling sound as the wind blows, appearing more and more gloomy.

"Grandpa Shan?"

Li Huan crawled out of the incense case, looked at the mud statue, and felt a hair in her heart.

Who is talking?

With this shock, all the previous ghost stories about Jiao Yuanshan suddenly came to his heart, and his coldness filled his heart.

Thinking back to the clear memory in the dream, Li Min gritted his teeth, lifted the parcel out of the mountain temple, and ran into the western night.

It is better to trust what it is than to trust it.

Ooo ~~~

In the night, Li Yan was deep and shallow, and he was tripped by plants from time to time, but he kept in mind the words of the mountain **** and was afraid to turn back.

But the more he ran, the more scared he felt, only the ghosts roaring around the trees and trees.

There was a gust of cool wind behind him, as if a cold poisonous snake was licking his neck, making him even more frightened.

Secretly, he seemed to hear someone calling his name.

The fear in my heart couldn't bear it anymore, and I yelled, running forward and crawling, cold sweat could not help flowing.

‘Ca n’t look back. ’

‘Ca n’t look back. ’

As the wind whizzed, Li Huan couldn't help repeating it.

But the more he repeated, the more he wanted to turn back, the unknown was too scary.

Had it not been for the admonition of the mountain god, he could not help turning back at that moment.

"Li Yan!"

Suddenly, he heard the voice of the mountain god.

"There is a cliff in front. Don't be fooled. Ghosts lied to you before! Turn back, come back to the mountain temple!"

With this noise, Li Yan stood on the spot.

Yes.

If there is a spirit in the mountain god, where is there a safer place than the mountain temple?

Why does it let itself run?

With this conjecture, Li Zhi's heart became cold for a moment, listening to the sound of wind around him like a ghost, howling, he turned his teeth and ran towards the mountain temple again.

But looking back, his heart was shining.

I saw a ghostly one-armed ghost in the night, which stretched with the wind in the dim night, terrifying.

"Mountain, mountain god?"

Li Xun's legs softened, and he fell to the ground.

I don't know where there is no mountain **** at all, I was deceived by this ghost.

At this time, he remembered the old man in the village saying that people have three lights. As long as these three lights are not turned off, the ghost cannot get on his body, but if he turns his head back, then he is dead.

"桀桀 ~~~"

In the shriek of ghosts, a ghost not far away flew over:

"Where is it enough to pack? Give your body to Honyama!"

"what!"

Li Yan screamed, closed his eyes and died.

Suddenly, a dog barking was heard.

Wang ~

The dog called milk sound milk, as if the little milk dog had not yet weaned.

But with such a cry, Li Zhi only felt that the surrounding cold bones had faded away instantly, and he opened his eyes, and found that the ghost had already pulled out more than ten feet away, and he looked behind him with jealousy.

No, it is no longer daunting.

But in fear!

The body of this one-armed ghost, with its fear in its heart, is constantly twisted, stretched, and turned into a horrible expression, but it is extremely terrified.

"Whoo ~~"

Li Yan gasped and looked back.

I saw a young man in a white robe standing in the breeze among the trees in the dark night, and the noise was a little yellow dog in his arms.

The boy seemed to be about the same age as him, and he was not very tall, but looked as heavy as a mountain.

Just standing calmly, it seemed calm all around.

There was even a feeling of unclearness in the mind, and the fear in UU reading www.uukanshu.com disappeared.

"I was also a warrior in a hundred battles. He killed thieves and bandits to protect the people. After his death, he received incense and made a century of ghosts.

An Qisheng looked at this ghost and said lightly:

"Pity......"

The resentment between the heavens and the earth is crisscrossed, like the dyeing pot, without the blessing of the body or incense, the soul is in it, and it can easily be twisted into a ghost that only knows about killing.

This ghost was once a mountain **** and a military commander, but lost the incense, and remained a demon for many years.

"I protected the people during my lifetime, and protected the mountains after my death. I didn't lose half of my job because I didn't answer their greedy demands, and I was abandoned by them! The incense was cut off and I became a ghost and a ghost, and the yin ji didn't come to me!"

After hearing An Qisheng's speech, the fear of the one-armed ghost seemed to disappear, and a sharp roar broke out:

"Hate! Hate! Hate!"