Junior Brother Yaoyang murmured doubts and turned to look at Chang Ning beside him.
"When I inspected this place with Senior Brother Ming Jing yesterday, I didn't remember there was a plaque on the lintel. Why is that?"
Chang Ning's expression became stern when he heard this, and a trumpet arrow in his sleeve fell into his left palm. As soon as something went wrong, he issued an order for help.
After thinking for a moment, Chang Ning called out to Yaoyang. The two of them were several feet apart and stepped on the 'Flying Sword' one after the other as they slowly patrolled the sky above the Bai Mansion.
But no matter how the two of them observed with their spiritual eyes, there was nothing unusual about the hundreds of feet of courtyard in front of them. It seemed to be a long-abandoned house.
But in today's era of rapid population growth, every city wants to build its houses to the sky.
No city would abandon such a large courtyard, let alone an extremely ancient courtyard structure.
After walking around the White Mansion twice, I couldn't find anything special except that there was no talisman to seal it, but this just shows that this place is unusual.
You must know that the spells placed on every house by the Star-Chasing Sword Sect have the orders of Ruyi Taoist Lord, the head of the ‘Boundary Patrol Platform’. This spell will not be eliminated even if the spell is placed on the mountain gate of the Star-Chasing Sword Sect.
The Star-Chasing Sword Sect controls six major cities. Changning is not a resident of Bolang City and does not know much about the history of Bolang City.
Hanging a few feet in the sky in front of the Bai Mansion, Chang Ning thought for a moment, then turned to ask Yaoyang.
"Junior brother, do you know the origins of this 'White Mansion'?"
Yaoyang has also been thinking about the situation of the 'White Mansion', but he has only just started training for a short time. He usually spends his time practicing the basics of swordsmanship. He is exhausted every day and has no energy to pay attention to other things.
Therefore, his brain ached no matter how much he thought about it, and he did not think of any news about the 'White Mansion'.
Seeing his senior brother asking, he replied helplessly:
"My family has settled in Bolang City for hundreds of years. I have only heard of the five major families of 'Zhou, Zhu, Liu, He, and Zhao', but I have never heard of a wealthy family with the surname Bai in this city..."
As Yaoyang was talking, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind and he blurted out:
"wrong!"
Chang Ning stretched out his hand and pulled Yaoyang, and the two of them quickly stepped back dozens of feet. They looked around cautiously. The surroundings were quiet and there was nothing unusual.
He asked in a low voice:
"Junior brother, what's wrong?"
Yaoyang looked slightly excited, stared at the courtyard not far away and murmured:
"The Bai family... the Bai family..."
After repeating it several times in succession, he slowly turned his head to look at Chang Ning.
"Senior brother, could this 'Bai Mansion' be related to the 'Door God' Bai You'an?"
Chang Ning was stunned for a moment, countless thoughts rolling and exploding in his mind.
The portrait of 'Door God' Bai You'an was sent from the 'Boundary Patrol Station' half a month ago, along with more than a million 'house-holding' charms and varying amounts of 'Boundary Patrol Ghost Messengers'
Fu Ling'.
Of course, the 'Boundary Patrol Platform' does not only send spells to the Star-Chasing Sword Sect, but to all sects in the world.
In the past three days, all regions in the entire Azure Realm have been doing exactly the same thing as the Star Chasing Sword Sect.
There are no detailed records about the 'Door God' Bai Youan, or perhaps he does not have the qualifications to know the secrets.
As for what he said to Yaoyang before about the relationship between Bai Youan and Ruyi Daojun, he occasionally heard the elders in the sect mention it accidentally.
At this moment, being reminded by Yaoyang, he instinctively felt that what his junior brother said should be correct.
At the same time, he also had a hint of curiosity about Bai Youan.
Who is this 'Bai You'an' and what things he has done that can make Taoist Ruyi still remember him after thousands of years apart.
However, he breathed a sigh of relief at this time.
If this house is really related to 'Bai Youan', there shouldn't be much danger.
At this time, the sun has completely set behind the horizon, the last traces of the afterglow are quickly dissipating, and the visibility is decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Chang Ning didn't dare to neglect, they must return to the sect's headquarters before it gets completely dark. This was the most important advice given by the sect in the past three days.
Although every night for the past three days has been the same as usual, Chang Ning does not want to go to the Menzhong Discipline Hall for training because of this matter.
"Junior brother, please wait here. After I put down the 'house-controlling' charm, we will return immediately."
"Yeah! Senior brother, be careful."
Chang Ning did not reply, and the magic power in his body was channeled into the 'Flying Sword' under his feet. He pressed his left foot down, and a white line flew as fast as the wind towards the dilapidated 'White Mansion' hundreds of feet away.
The 'Flying Sword' magical weapon is the most popular magical weapon among sword cultivators today. Its characteristics are high speed and flexibility.
In just a few breaths, Chang Ning had already piloted the 'Flying Sword' to the door of the 'White Mansion' hundreds of feet away.
The sword cultivators of the Star-Chasing Sword Sect have a special characteristic. When their cultivation level is low, they will control the flying sword with the most flexible hand, and will not let go even when eating or sleeping.
Chang Ning's dominant hand is his right hand, so he only uses his left hand to do things in daily life.
Arriving in front of the "White Mansion", he waved his left hand, and a portrait of the "Door God" fell into his palm. Then, with a slight shake, the portrait unfolded smoothly.
Taking two steps forward, Chang Ning raised his hand and pasted the portrait of the 'Door God' on the right door of the 'Bai Mansion'.
The blue world respects the left, so he should have posted the portrait on the left, but now only the right side of the two gates of the 'White Mansion' is still intact, and only half of the door on the left is left, and there is no place to hang it.
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Chang Ning has hung the portrait of the 'Door God' nearly a thousand times in the past three days. Except for people in the secular world who need the help of glue to hang the portrait of the 'Door God', he has always used magic power to integrate the portrait into the door.
But what made him a little strange at this time was that no matter how he activated his magic power, he could not integrate the portrait in his hand into the door.
In desperation, Changning turned around and shouted:
"Junior brother, bring the paste here!"
Chang Ning has been practicing for many years. Although he has not understood the sword intention and entered the inner sect, his magic power is very pure and enough to meet daily needs. Paste can only be used by new disciples who have just started and lack magic power.
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With a slightly weird look on his face, Yaoyang drove the 'Flying Sword' weapon to Chang Ning. He pressed the hilt of the sword on his waist with his right hand and inserted a small brush into the paste jar in his left hand.
Changning ignored Yaoyang's suppressed smile, took the paste with a straight face, quickly applied a layer of paste on the door leaf, and then smoothly pasted the portrait of the 'Door God' on it.
Immediately afterwards, he took out another 'house-destroying' charm and was about to place it on the lintel with his magic power.
After a slight hesitation, he dipped his left index finger into the paste and smeared a little on the back of the talisman. He moved his feet, and he was already several feet tall. The three-inch yellow talisman paper held between the two fingers of his left hand was right on the lintel of the "White House" door.
middle.
After waiting for a moment, Chang Ning breathed a sigh of relief when the talisman did not fall off.
‘Xu~’
He turned to greet Yaoyang.
"Junior brother, let's go back..."
Before he could finish his words, Chang Ning stopped talking because he saw Yaoyang's movements were a bit strange at this time.
Yaoyang was seen tilting his head slightly, as if he was listening to something, but there was a hint of panic in his expression.
Chang Ning's heart skipped a beat. He knew that Junior Brother Yaoyang had awakened the innate magical power of 'Xunfeng Ear' and could hear sounds that were difficult for ordinary people to hear.
"What's wrong?"
Changning asked in a deep voice.
Yaoyang turned his head slightly sluggishly, his eyes straightened, and he replied in a trembling voice unconsciously:
"Ghost... ghost... the door of ghost is closed, I... I hear... hear..."
Yaoyang looked straight at Changning and said every word:
"The sound of the gong! The sound of the soul-calling gong!"
"Hiss~~!"
Chang Ning couldn't help but take a breath of air.