From Chen Laowu's mouth, he found out that the current headquarters of the Thousand-faced Cult Master was hidden in Huaishu Village on the outskirts of Kui County. After taking care of everything, He Nan led his men to attack the lair of the Thousand-faced Immortal. This matter needed to be done quickly.
The battle must be decided quickly. If we delay for a long time without saying whether we can catch the Thousand Faced Immortal, it will only increase the casualties of innocent people.
The resurgent Thousand Faces Sect also has some followers. Although they have more people, they are no match for the Yamen officers and soldiers. Some of them were captured without help, and some fled in all directions. Under the command of He Nan, Capt. Xing led the officers and soldiers to kill all of them.
He was arrested on the ground, and then he followed He Nan and the two masters straight to the abandoned temple where the faceless statue of the Thousand-faced Immortal was enshrined.
It cannot be said that He Nan was not fully prepared. After all, considering that the Thousand-faced Immortal might be capable of some warlock tricks, He Nan specially invited a master from the local temple. After Zhou Xi learned about this, he also invited a Taoist priest.
Chang Qian came to help, but in fact they still thought a little simple.
The "Art of Weaponry" practiced by the Thousand-faced Immortal is not a deceptive trick, but a real heretic magic. No matter whether it is a monk or a Taoist, these monks who are still in the stage of secular practice will undoubtedly not be able to deal with it.
.What's more, in addition to military skills, he also has other more terrifying methods.
"No! Be careful of ambush!" As soon as they stepped into this abandoned small temple, He Nan and the others suddenly felt their eyes darken, and a pungent smell came from them, like the smell of something burning.
But it smells extremely unpleasant - this situation is not like closing your eyes and not being able to see anything, but the surrounding scenery is all gone, and the whole world is covered with a layer of shadow, leaving only He Nan and the others looking at each other.
Then there was a "creak" sound, and the door of Xiangtang was tightly closed together as if being held by an invisible giant hand. Xing Baotou, who was walking at the back, reacted quickly, but whether he pushed or pulled, he
Even if you cut it with a knife, you can't break the door. Instead, it seems like you are fighting against the air.
"A blind trick?" He Nan looked at Monk Wu Xun. Kui County is a large county town, not much smaller than the county town. There is a Gan'an Temple in the county town, and Master Wu Xun is the abbot of the temple. Xu Yuanwai is his
This is the master I invited for my concubine's "transfer". Master Wu Xun has a majestic appearance. He chants sutras and recites Dharma on weekdays. He is deeply respected and loved by the people in the county, so he was invited here by He Nan.
But at this moment, Master Wu Xun couldn't help but panic, and cold sweat dripped down his smooth forehead - it was true that he was the abbot of Gan'an Temple, but he had never encountered such a weird and evil thing, so he had to
He forced himself to calm down and chanted Buddhist sutras, hoping that it would have some effect - but to be honest, Master Wu Xun's understanding of Buddhism is extremely profound.
When He Nan invited him over, he said he wanted to capture the "Thousand-faced Old Immortal" who had killed countless people. He only thought that he was trying to save countless dead souls. How could he have imagined that it would be so difficult?
When Master Wu Xun recited the Buddhist scriptures, he said it had no effect, but it actually had some effect. When the others saw Master Wu Xun reciting Buddhist sutras and mantras loudly, at least they calmed down a lot psychologically.
"It's not a blindfold, it's a left-field formation, but it's not very elaborate. I'll draw a talisman to break it." The middle-aged Taoist priest standing on the right side of He Nan spoke. This man was wearing a mixed hat on his head.
Yuan Jin, a palm-sized Tai Chi diagram embroidered on the Taoist robe, and a large yellow cloth bag slung across his back. He spread the cloth bag on the ground, took a copper coin sword tied with red thread in his hand, and dipped it in with a pen
He painted some cinnabar on the yellow paper, and finally slapped the talisman paper on the sword of the copper coin sword, and then stabbed it towards the door of the temple.
The air-like door was really pierced by this sword, and a hole was opened immediately. Seeing that this method worked, the spirits of several people suddenly cheered up. The Taoist also gained confidence, and he used the sword again to smash the wooden door.
The door of the Xiangtang was chopped into pieces, and the shadow cast in the Xiangtang gradually faded away.
"As expected of Taoist Wang, he is really powerful." Xing Baotou praised the Taoist, wiping the cold sweat on his forehead when he saw that the Taoist easily opened the door that he could not reach despite all his efforts.
At this time, Taoist Wang also twirled his beard and smiled slightly: "It's just a small trick." Then he guided everyone to follow him out: "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. We'd better go out first and then think about it in the long run."
Just when everyone was feeling relaxed, a strange noise suddenly sounded from the surroundings, and a male-female voice said with a ferocious smile: "I didn't expect there is someone capable here, so I'll give you a knife first!"
As soon as the strange sound sounded, Taoist Wang shouted to be careful, and hurriedly called everyone to go out. Unexpectedly, a gust of black wind blew over, and the target was him. Before everyone could react, Taoist Wang's figure had already appeared.
Disappeared. Capt.
In an instant, the shadow came back again, leaving He Nan in the Xiangtang.
"Fuck, isn't it?" He Nan's eyes widened, and his chin had dropped to his chest. The only one who could break through the demonic mist, Wang Daozhang, was kidnapped by the black wind. Xing Captou and the monk ran away first, leaving behind
Are you the only one left in this damn place?
This evil shadow was wrapped up again, and even the door was intact. He Nan tried a few times, and then pulled out the handleless knife and struck randomly. The result was naturally the same, and the door was not moved at all. He Nan was also stumped.
He won't blame Xing Baotou and Master Wu Xun for leaving him alone. After all, no one knows that this shadow can be restored. What's more, no one cares about the other at this critical moment of life and death. Naturally, they can leave one by one. In desperation, He He
I had to take a closer look, maybe there was something wrong with this shadow?
After some observation, He Nandao also made some discoveries - when they set foot before, the shadow still covered the surrounding environment, and they could only see a black eye, but after being broken by Wang Daozhang, the shadow appeared again.
It should be much lighter before getting up. When you get closer, you can even see clearly the objects placed in the incense hall.
If you look closely at the incense hall in front of you, you will see that it is much wider than it looks from the outside. In the center, you can vaguely see a clay statue. In front of the statue, there is a long altar table with an incense burner placed on it.
, but what was in the tribute fruit plate was not fruit, but two shriveled human heads drained of blood.
From a distance, I couldn't see clearly what was on the altar table. Until He Nan got very close, a cold war broke out all over his body. His legs went limp and he almost sat down on the ground - He Nan clearly saw it.
The eyes of the two heads were aimed at him, with a faint sinister smile on their lips.
One of the ancestral advantages of the old He family is timidity, or to put it nicely, prudence - He Nan stopped getting closer after seeing the two terrifying heads, turned around and groped elsewhere, but found nothing in his hands.
He gripped the knife tighter, fearing that something creepy would suddenly appear.
Just outside the Fang Xiang Hall, Xing Baotou and Master Wu Xun were also having a hard time. The two seemed to have escaped from the strange Xiang Hall, but they could no longer find their way out within the walls of the small temple.
The door was open. The first reaction of the two people after seeing He Nan unable to escape was to bang on the door to pull He Nan out, but no matter how hard they hit, they could only hit the hard wall. After discussion, the two sent Wu
Master Xun went back to bring in reinforcements, leaving Xing Captou here, who still had some martial arts skills. However, he could not find the temple gate. Xing Captou tried to climb over the wall, but found the red brick
The courtyard walls are also illusory and ethereal.
At this time, the two of them had walked around the Xiangtang for countless times and had no clue at all. They couldn't get in or get out. The only thing they could be happy about was that they still had someone to keep them company.
The only one who can play a role, Wang Daozhang, is the most miserable among the three groups - he and He Nan are in a similar situation, they are both struggling in a dark space, and this place is far more eerie and terrifying than in Xiangtang.
——There is no other reason, just because he met his opponent.
The owner of the male-female voice did not show up, but released several paper-threaded figures holding swords, guns and sticks to entangle Daoist Wang. How could Daoist Wang have time to display his ability to draw talismans? With just one hand, he can deal with evil spirits.
The copper coin sword that was suppressed by the object managed to resist, but this copper coin sword had no edge. Although it could break the evil spirit on the paper man, it could not harm the paper man itself, and dead objects like paper men only existed in this evil formation.
The shape is not destroyed, and it will soon be able to stand up again with the help of this evil energy.
Just when Wang Daozhang was forced into a corner, the black mist in this space suddenly stagnated, and a big hole was exposed like a copper coin sword breaking through a door. At the other end of the big hole, there was actually He Nan who was peeing.
He Nan also searched for a long time in the incense hall and suddenly felt the urge to urinate. He was not that particular about places like this, so he started to pour water on the spot. Who would have thought that he could break the barrier between the two square formations with just one pee?
?At this time, he and Taoist Wang looked at each other in stunned silence across several paper figures.
"Child's urine! Child's urine is a pure yang thing that can drive away evil spirits and avoid ghosts! Mr. He, leave quickly! Leave me alone!" Wang Taoist Master is worthy of being a monk. He immediately realized why He Nan's urine can make this group go away.
Well, he was also a kind person and knew that he was helpless, so he grabbed his neck and directed He Nan to go in the opposite direction.
What He Nan originally saw was a group of monsters surrounding a dead man sharing food. The "dead man" shouted loudly before he came back to his senses. At this time, he took a closer look at the person surrounded by the "monsters" and it was Taoist Wang.
Taoist Wang was kind, and He Nan was not an ungrateful person. He rushed towards Taoist Wang without even bothering to lift his pants. He poured water and spread it across the sky and the earth. The smoke disappeared wherever he passed, just like Moses parting the Red Sea.
How long can it take to soak in urine? Anyway, it was already over when He Nan ran to Taoist Wang. The paper soldiers all fell to the ground after being stained with urine. It seemed that there was no possibility of getting up again.
"Didn't I let you go?" Wang Daochang asked, and He Nan finally put on his bottom clothes: "I don't know where to go? It's safer to be with you."
"I didn't expect that your peeing would solve the problem that I couldn't solve." Wang Daozhang also smiled bitterly. In fact, if he was fully prepared, it would not be difficult to capture these paper soldiers, but just relying on
A copper coin sword is still not enough. "It's a pity that we are still trapped here."
He Nan clicked his tongue twice: "How about... I hold it in a little longer?"
Wang Daochang looked helpless: "Let's talk about it, it would be better if you could hold it in."
He Nan also came to his senses at this time and asked in confusion: "I am already this age, am I still considered a boy?"
"As long as you are unbroken, you are considered a boy, especially the older you are, the more yang energy you have." Wang Daozhang was communicating with He Nan at this time and did not forget to be wary of the changes around him. He always held the copper coin sword in his hand, but his body was squatting.
Talisman began to be drawn on the ground - God knows what else might pop up in a moment?
Daozhang Wang's caution was not entirely unreasonable. When the shadow closed again, a stiff-looking man emerged from nowhere. Several stiff figures slowly approached the two of them, and the yin-yang voice sounded again: "No.
Thinking that my Paper Man Technique was actually broken by a little baby with no hair, how about you try to break my Corpse Soldier again?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the corpse soldiers, whose faces were beyond recognition and had empty eyes, rushed towards the two of them like mad dogs. Daoist Wang quickly drew his sword to resist, but the sword hit one of the corpse soldiers on the arm, and Daoist Wang retreated backwards.
After a few steps, the corpse soldier's movements only stalled for a moment before rushing forward again.
This shows that the power of the Corpse Weapon Technique is far incomparable to that of the Paper Man Technique. No matter how many times the paper man has the ability to "resurrect from the dead and fall back to life", he will be attached to his body by this copper coin sword.
The evil spirit dissipated instantly and had to wait for a few breaths to recover. However, the corpse soldier and the copper coin sword only paused for a moment, and with their strong strength, they were able to knock Daoist Wang back.
He Nan was actually better than Wang Daozhang here, because the handleless knife was extremely sharp, and the body of the corpse soldier was still made of meat no matter how strong it was. In front of the handleless knife, there was no difference between it and vegetables. He Nan pinched it accurately.
The corpse soldier cut one of the corpse soldier's arms into two pieces with one strike, but the corpse soldier felt no pain and just continued to chase He Nan. He Nan slashed hard with his second knife and cut the corpse soldier again.
The soldier's head was chopped off - He Nan couldn't make up his mind to kill, but he didn't need so much courage to chop the corpse, not to mention that at this time, his life was hanging by a thread and he couldn't care about it. Fear became the catalyst for his courage.
Therefore, the sword is particularly ruthless.
The headless corpse fell down, but stood up again unsteadily - it was already dead, and the head could not affect its movements.
"These corpse soldiers have a talisman in their stomachs. If you help me open their stomachs, I can break this evil spell!" Wang Daochang had sharp eyes. He glanced at a corpse soldier whose chest was cut open by He Nan.
, the corpse soldier's chopped intestines were half hanging outside, and the blackened spell soaked in dirty blood was exposed. Taoist Wang saw that this was the key to the corpse soldier's actions.
While the old and young people were struggling to deal with the corpse soldiers, and the monk and the head catcher were still spinning around like headless flies, the Thousand-faced Old Immortal was not idle either - he needed to expend his own power to drive it.
The Corpse Soldier is maintaining the "Soul-Destroying Continuous Formation" he has set up, and his true self is also busy with one thing - preparing a large amount of firewood to burn down his former stronghold.
The Thousand-faced Old Immortal is still more cautious. He has already set up a talisman in each direction of this ruined temple. Once outsiders invade, he can activate the talisman to open the magic circle and trap them in it. In order to prevent anyone from being able to
To break through the soul-cutting formation, he spent a lot of money to lay out three layers to form a large chain formation. He Nan and others are now in the "soul-cutting formation". In fact, they have never left that place at all.
Xiangtang, and Monk Wu Xun and Xing Baotou were only separated from them by a door, but they just couldn't break this barrier - it couldn't be broken by ordinary people, it had to be magic. And except for this soul-cutting array
Able to trap outsiders inside and outside the temple, the Thousand-faced Immortal also lit up the "bone incense". This incense was made by burning human bones in a secret method and could cause hallucinations. Only when this talisman is combined with the bone incense can it be said that
The above is a real "soul-breaking serial formation". He Nan's soaking in boy's urine only broke the shadow of the illusion, but failed to completely break the maze.
The layout of the soul-breaking formation can trap them here, and the corpse soldiers can stop or even kill these people. But if you want to do it cleanly, then you can only destroy the corpses and eliminate traces by setting fire - the important thing is not to destroy the corpses, but to eliminate the traces.
——There are too many messes he left in this stronghold. The government has discovered it at this time, so he can only leave. Anyway, with his own strength, he will be able to change places and make a comeback in a short time.
In fact, it doesn't matter whether the corpse soldiers can kill these people. As long as the fire burns for a period of time, even if they are not burned to death, they will be choked to death by the thick smoke, and in the end they will end up in ashes.
"Have you ever felt that it's getting hotter and hotter..." Mr. Xing's face turned red.
"Yes..." Master Wu Xun responded listlessly. The two of them kept walking in circles outside the Xiangtang door, feeling more and more irritable as time went by.
"It seems that I haven't mastered the art of corpse warfare... I'll have to find some stronger bodies next time." Wang Daozhang and He Nan spent a lot of effort to deal with the four corpse soldiers, but
The other four were basically chopped to pieces. Although the spell had not been broken yet, they could only lie on the ground and squirm because their limbs were severed.
Just when the two of them were panting from exhaustion and finally relaxed, the gloomy voice sounded again.
This time was different from before. The figure of the voice owner also appeared in the darkness. He was a little old man who was as shriveled as a corpse. In fact, the Thousand-Faced Old Immortal was not even fifty years old, but he had been immersed in evil magic for a long time.
He looked older than his age.
"Monster, take your life!" He Nan's physical strength was not even as good as that of Wang Daochang, but at this moment, his whole body shot out like an arrow, and the tip of the knife went straight into the heart of the old immortal Qianmian.
The body of the Thousand-faced Old Immortal was cut through by a knife, but he was still talking: "Haha, dying here is your destiny. Old Immortal, I will also show my kindness and let you see it before I die.
Let’s see whose hands he will die in.”
In fact, the Qianmian Old Immortal himself was busy setting fires, so he had no time to care about what He Nan and Wang Daozhang were doing. He only took action personally once from the beginning to the end - when Wang Daozhang broke the door, he swept away the other party, and the rest
They were all manipulating the paper zombie soldiers to cause chaos for everyone. And the Thousand-faced Immortal in He Nan's eyes was just an illusion - He Nan tiredly gasped for air and inhaled a large amount of bone after being slashed with such frequent swords.
The incense and thick smoke made me feel a little confused.
Taoist Master Wang was not much better. At this time, he was in a daze, treating the clay statue in the Xiang Hall as a corpse soldier and slashing at the chest of the clay statue one after another.
The wind helped the fire, and the fire grew more powerful, as if God was going to destroy them. A west wind blew through, making the flames even more powerful.
He Nan finally couldn't hold it any longer and fell down.
