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The hatred of the broken-arm ghost was so high that it suddenly turned into a ghost.

It ’s not surprising that the monks ’moods and turbulence combined with the resentment and devil in the heavens and the earth will turn into a demon and a demon. This is because their state of mind is already high and the world allows it.

In a world as splendid as Xuan Xing, it can only split personality and become neurotic.

This broken-arm ghost was a great general in his lifetime and a mountain **** after his death. Hundred years of resentment had already been distorted. At this time, when he encountered a powerful deterrent, he would be demonized.

"People eat grains and die without grains. The ghosts and gods rely on incense. Without incense, you can persist for so long, and it is difficult for you."

An Qisheng stroked the yellow dog's shiny hair and looked at the ghost, thinking more about it.

Is it vain to die for God?

Ghosts and gods are bound to others before they can be defended by others.

Without incense, how could a ghost shelter humans?

However, there are disadvantages to this move.

The gentleman's zeal was cut off in the fifth century, and people are always forgetful. It is impossible for people to remember for generations. Once it is worthless, or ineffective, it is inevitable to be abandoned.

"If you don't call me, people will abandon me, and you will never cross me!"

The broken-arm ghost sighed in the sky, and the remaining arm stretched his body with a long knife and rushed towards An Qisheng:

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"what!"

Lin Ye was startled: "Be careful!"

"you think too much."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly, raised his hand and a little golden light popped up:

"Who's free to take care of you again?"

Hum ~

One finger of golden light broke, and the void around them suddenly rippled.

Instead of spreading to the surroundings, the ripples flowed back from the surroundings, wrapping the ghost in it.

Ah ~

In the sounds of miserable ghosts, the elongated body of the ghost was wrapped in ripples.

No matter how he struggled, he couldn't resist, but felt that the void around him seemed to be a substance, and he couldn't shake it at all.

Slap!

The screams came to an abrupt end, a thumb-sized pitch ball fell to the ground, and after a bounce, was pinched by An Qisheng.

You must also talk about the basic law when you go into the devil. The devil can become a Buddha, and the Buddha can turn into a demon. A coward is like a little chicken.

Is this over?

Li Yan opened her mouth.

You screamed so loudly and terrified that it was suppressed by a finger?

"It seems that the ghost is indeed a big problem ..."

An Qisheng pinched the black ball, thoughtfully.

As far as he knows, the Yin Division system established by the Ninfu Mansion is extremely comprehensive, including a complete system including land, mountain gods, city dwellers, and messenger messengers.

It's not that the incense has to be transformed into a ghost.

The only explanation is that there is a big problem in the ghost, so that he has no time to care, and even, Wan loses control.

However, the ghost is too far away, Jia An, virtue, and even the city 隍 Pei Yuanhua have never been to it, and they have no idea what happened to the ghost.

I only know that the great changes that happened in the ghost years ago have to do with the ghost king.

Think of the previous Ghost Mansion, is that Ghost Man died?

"Thank you, Xie Xianren for help!"

By the time An Qisheng's thoughts turned to his heart, Li Yan had already fallen to his knees and nodded.

The night was ups and downs, and he was shocked by a lot. At this moment, he was relaxed and felt nothing but pain.

"Get up."

An Qisheng slightly raised his hand:

"If I don't make a shot, you will be seriously ill at most. The way of ghosts is upper body, but ghosts can, but ghosts and gods cannot."

The incense is a ghost and god's support, and it is also a bondage. If the ghost and **** can freely possess mortals, wouldn't it be messy?

You Ning Fu Jun Ling, whoever belongs to the Yin Division, incense provided by the incense, are not allowed to take possession of the house.

This is not only a decree, but also a rule and a rule.

Although this ghost has lost its incense, it was a mountain **** in the end, and it was naturally enshrined by the people.

Li Yan only felt a warm current emanating from the fairy, blowing on himself, the exhaustion day and night, the sore hands and feet, and the stumble injuries along the way seemed to disappear.

Even more involuntarily stood up.

He couldn't understand An Qisheng's words, but he was grateful and thanked him again and again.

"Uphill at night is not a good idea."

An Qisheng glanced at the medicinal urn hanging on Li's waist. With this, even the head wolf could not fight, let alone the ghost:

"You go back to that mountain temple. In the early morning tomorrow, you will head towards the east. If you look around, you will get something."

"Xie Xianren gave pointers, Xie Xianren gave pointers! Dare to ask Mr. Taboo's name, and the little one who goes back will make Mr. Changsheng the brand day and night.

Li Xie thanked him again before heading towards the mountain temple.

"The good fortune is really due to fate."

Looking at his leaving back, An Qisheng's eyes glowed with a ripple, and a picture of Tao followed.

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Li Yan (21/116)

Original trajectory one: Born in the heavenly world of the Emperor Heaven Realm, the Great Qing Dynasty Liangzhou Prefecture, Annuo County, the young bereavement of the parents, and the elder brother was killed. He was evicted from his home when he was an adult. After a few years, he received a Taoist book in the mountain, Lingdan. ....

Forty years of practice, once enlightened, willing to be a knight, walking around the world to dispel monsters, especially hating ghosts, killing them when they see them ...

On the eve of the King's Sacrifice Ceremony of the Ninth Mansion, 969,690, was killed by Bai Wuchang Xie Qiqi.

This looks like a cowardly mountain village boy who needs less power than white bones.

At least they are the ones who come true, but the causes of death are quite the same.

"Bai Guzi, Yan Xiake, Li Yan ......... Will these all die in the hands of Bai Wuchang?"

An Qisheng felt the weirdness of the yellow dog's hair.

Is this Bai Qiye murderous, or do these people have a reason to die?

After turning his thoughts in his heart, he looked into the mountains.

There, there is a wooden charm from the dim.

"Tonight, it's been a long time."

An Qisheng smiled slightly, moved with the wind, and sank into the mountains.

His movements are light and natural, such as the wind enters the night, and he goes and goes silently, but the speed is extremely fast. The mountains and grass, the cliffs and valleys are at his feet like a flat ground, not like he is running, but the world is pushing him forward.

.......

Whispers ~~~

The night was drooping and shrouding the mountains.

Jiaoyuan Mountain seems darker than all the mountains.

There are many mountain peaks here. The reason why Jiaoyuan Mountain is named is because there was a temple above Jiaoyuan Mountain, Jiaoyuan Temple.

Although this Jiaoyuan Temple is only a small temple, because there are several old monks in the temple who are not weak in cultivation, it is quite spiritual and the incense is very strong.

When Jiaoyuan Temple was flourishing, it was also when all nearby mountain temples were dying.

Unfortunately, after the advent of the Providence, Jiaoyuan Temple, which lost the incense, was even more miserable than those mountain temples.

Rustling ~

A group of people walked in the mountains, and after a short walk through the forest, we saw overgrown vegetation, leaving only the ruined temple.

The temple is very desolate, and even the stele outside the door can no longer see the handwriting. The temple inside has collapsed more than half, and the skull of the mud statue has been abandoned.

"Good, good."

The virtuous old monk folded his hands and recited the Buddhist title.

The young monks behind him also saw this scene with their hands folded, recite the Buddhist scriptures, and seemed to be overdoing the temple.

"The Buddha's Taoism is so low."

A virtuous old monk reached out and brushed the weeds on the stone monument. Looking at the faintly visible word "Jiaoyuan Temple", there was no smile on his face.

In today's world, Taoism is retreating, Buddhism is fading, and God's Will teaches that Buddhism and Taoism concur, but it is not recognized by both Buddhism and Taoism.

It must be that with the evil alchemy of that hand, it should be a big boom.

I wonder if it is ridiculous or sad.

"Tianyi religion is strong, and a hundred-year-old temple like Jiaoyuan Temple is not a minority in the country."

A few young monks were also a little sad.

They came all the way from the capital of Qing Dynasty. They saw many abandoned temples, some of them became places of crows, some of them were sheltered from the wind and rain by beggars, and more, they were burned to the ground by unknown people.

Although the martial arts are different, at the same time, the people in the Buddhism are naturally unavoidable.

When there was a large number of Buddhist monks, have there ever been such a thing?

"The ancestor came to the world, and my Buddha door will flourish!"

There are also young monks who are determined.

"The Providence is so great. Once there was a large number of Buddhist monasteries. The nether palace monarch was born out of nowhere, opened the netherworld, set up the Yin Division, and turned the ghosts and gods. Since then, the Buddhist gate has fallen. Unfortunately, as he exists, he cannot escape the trend!"

The virtuous old monk sighed.

There is no enduring prosperity in the world. How much power is the Yin Secretary, and now it is not falling?

It is a pity that the netherworld monarch is unprecedented, and there may not be a world-famous character in the future.

"Unfortunately, you are no longer in the Ninth Mansion, but the White Seven Lords and the Black Eight Lords have not disappeared, otherwise, the ancestor has already become enlightened ..."

It is a pity that a young monk is young.

"These words are not allowed to be said later."

No, the old virtuous monk frowned, yelled:

"If there is no Seventh Lord and Eighth Lord deterrence, who can be the enemy of the Emperor Ten? Even if the ancestor is enlightened, it will be difficult for the Ten Ten to be fierce."

Emperor Heaven is ten.

After listening to these four words, all the monks shivered.

The emperor's ten uncles are not called by people, but recognized by heaven and earth, the ten most fierce non-human beings between heaven and earth exist.

Each one is earth-shattering.

According to legend, in the ancient times, the ten heads ran rampant, the souls mourned, and all the souls in the world are animals. If it is not the monarch, you are afraid that at this time, all living creatures are still human animals.

Including humans!

In fact, ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Many sects with a long tradition know that people can occupy the orthodoxy of heaven and earth because the netherworld monarch is of human origin.

That's it.

"That wooden charm is a bit weird. Without taking precautions, I can hide with a single blow of the magic mark. I don't know where to hide at this time, but I need to be careful while I wait."

Seeing that the crowd stopped speaking, the old monk cautioned.

The wooden charm was quite weird. When he appeared, he took a blow to drop the magic seal, but lost his trace after being seriously injured.

Make him have to come to track.

"Disciple understand."

A group of young monks whispered softly, took out their instruments, chanted the Buddhist scriptures in their hearts, and waited.

As the virtuous old monk slowly walked towards Jiaoyuan Temple.