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Chapter 939

"It's OK now. Where are you, I'll pick you up immediately."

A few hours later, Chen Xingran and Qian Tangyan arrived at a mass grave with heavy yin energy.

"The magic weapon guarded by my grandfather is buried in this mass grave."

Chen Xingran looked at this mass grave through the eyes of the sky. This mass grave was extremely yin. If he stayed here for more than ten minutes, ordinary people would definitely go back and have a serious illness.

In this strong yin energy, Chen Xingran found that there was actually a black air, which showed a majestic state, making people feel involuntarily afraid.

Chen Xingran had studied the Du Family Tuo Monument before, and with the guidance of the old man from the Lan family, Chen Xingran knew that the magic weapons guarded by the twenty-eight families were all set up restrictions. If the password was not opened, the magic weapons could not be removed.

Chen Xingran asked Qian Tangyan: "Did your grandfather tell you how to remove the magic weapon inside?"

Qian Tangyan immediately said, "Yes, grandpa wrote me a spell. This spell is still Taoist, and I can't understand it."

Qian Tangyan took out a letter paper and handed it to Chen Xingran.

Chen Xingran looked at the content on the letter paper and nodded. Qian Tangyan didn't act any more foolish this time. The letter paper should be a spell that activates the ban.

Just when Chen Xingran was about to cast the spell according to the contents on the letter paper, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.

"Brother Chen?!"

I saw a figure walking out of the mass grave. The man was wearing a tattered Taoist robe and covered with beards on his face. It seemed that he had not taken care of himself for a month or two.

"Master Zixiao! Why is it you!"

The person who walked out of the mass grave was actually the only Taoist priest in Ziyi and Zixiao in Chuzhou.

Before, Taoist Zixiao used a magic trick to change fate against the will of heaven and was interfered by the Jiangcheng Feng Shui Association. It was Chen Xingran who secretly helped him, which allowed Taoist Zixiao to survive for another year.

Chen Xingran knew that Taoist Zixiao did not extend his life to survive, but to use his life for this year to resolve a major disaster involving millions of people.

It has been several months since I met Taoist Zixiao in Jin Zhenzhu's Taoist temple. When I saw Taoist Zixiao again, Chen Xingran was very surprised and happy.

"Master, I thought I would never see you again, but I didn't expect to meet in such a ghost place. Why are you here?"

Chen Xingran ignored the dirty clothes of Taoist Zixiao and hugged the old Taoist's shoulders.

"Brother Chen, you are here. You have good magic skills. With your help, I can also withdraw the Five Emperors' money from this mass grave soon! I have been here for a month. If I don't have the Five Emperors' money here, I will not be able to break the disaster."

"You've been here for a month?"

"That's not. The ban here is too powerful. I don't know which expert arranged it. It's too difficult to crack. If I hadn't urgently needed the Five Emperors' money inside, I wouldn't have risked being damaged by Yin Qi and stayed here for a month."

When Chen Xingran heard that Taoist Zixiao came to get the magic weapon here for the sake of the people of the world, he thought to himself: It seems that the magic weapon of the Qian family still has no fate with me. I can't see Taoist Zixiao being attacked and killed by the Yin Qi here, nor can I turn a deaf ear to the disaster of China.

Chen Xingran sighed and handed the letter paper in his hand to Taoist Zixiao.

"Master Taoist, try this method. You should be able to remove the magic weapon inside."
Chapter completed!
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