Ma Yuan looked at the mobile phone in his hand with an almost sneer. Although he knew that the strength of the young man in front of him was unfathomable, Zhenwu Tianjun had accumulated prestige in his heart for a long time. There was no comparison with this mysterious young man.
"I want to see how vulnerable your lies are to the facts!" Ma Yuan sneered in his heart and picked up the phone to answer.
Soon, Ma Yuan's expression changed. When the phone rang for the first time, he felt like he was seeing a ghost, and his expression turned into panic.
"Really...real Martial Heavenly Lord?"
Ma Yuan's voice was still there because he recognized that the voice on the other end of the phone was none other than Zhenwu Tianjun, whom he was in awe of.
The person on the other end of the phone seemed a little surprised. The longer Ma Yuan took the call, the paler his face became. In the end, his legs almost became weak and he sat down on the ground.
When he moved the phone away from his ear, his face was already as pale as paper, he gritted his teeth slightly, and said in awe to Qin Xuan: "I met Master Qin when I was far away from the horse!"
At this sentence, he bent over and arched his back, his head was buried deep, and his body was disappearing.
On the lowered head, those horrifying eyes seemed to reflect everything in his heart.
Master Qin!
That Master Qin who killed six masters in one move and set foot on the Medicine God Hall!
Nowadays in China, no master knows the name of Master Qin. It is simple because this name represents innate strength and a being who rises like a comet.
Qin Xuan glanced lightly and said nothing.
When Ma Yuan respectfully handed over the phone, Qin Xuan answered the call.
"Qin Changqing!"
Ning Ziyang's voice rang on the phone, "It seems that you are already at Longchi Mountain."
Qin Xuan responded calmly, "Yeah!"
His face was calm, and there was no clue that the person on the call was none other than the most powerful figure in China, Zhenwu Tianjun.
"Have you seen the Longchi Spiritual Veins?" Ning Ziyang asked after being silent for a few seconds.
"I just wanted to take a look, but I can still detect a little bit." Qin Xuan said lightly, looking into the distance, his eyes moved slightly, and his pupils were like the eyes of an immortal god, able to see through everything.
Ning Ziyang sighed deeply, "I was in a hurry and didn't have time to tell you. Do you know that the Longchi Spiritual Vein is one of the top spiritual veins in China, but now no one cares about it? Even the Protectorate Mansion only treats it as such.
Treat it as a decoration. It even needs to be specially arranged for a grandmaster to guard it."
Qin Xuan smiled softly, "The resentment is soaring and the spiritual veins are polluted. It is indeed no longer a place for cultivation."
Ning Ziyang paused and said in surprise: "Did you see it?"
Qin Xuan did not answer, waiting for Ning Ziyang's next words.
Ning Ziyang paused for a moment and said slowly: "I have been to the Dragon Pond Spiritual Vein before. The National Protectorate and many forces have checked it, but in the end they all returned without success."
Immediately, Ning Ziyang revealed the real problem of Longchi Mountain.
"In Longchi Mountain, there are countless resentful souls in the town. It is said that they have been blocked by an expert since the Ming Dynasty. They used the power of spiritual veins to block hundreds of thousands of resentful souls in the mountain. They have been backlogged for more than 700 years now!"
Hundreds of thousands of resentful souls?
Qin Xuan was startled, and surprise flashed in his eyes.
"You should know something about the Jingnan Incident?" Ning Ziyang's voice was solemn, "Emperor Yongle led the Yan army of 300,000 to fight against the Ming Emperor's million-strong army, but in the end, the casualties of 60,000 soldiers were exchanged for these million
Half of the army."
"In that battle, 200,000 troops in Jinling, which was the imperial city alone, died in hatred. At that time, resentment was soaring outside Jinling City, and the 200,000 troops were so resentful that it almost made the people miserable. In the end, Emperor Yongle could not help but
The decision of Yidu was not made. Emperor Yongle finally spread his name to the world. Finally, a master among the people appeared and helped Yongle.
The emperor proposes a solution."
Ning Ziyang's voice paused slightly, "Fort the bones of two hundred thousand dead resentful souls into a mountain, then use one of the seven top spiritual veins in the world to suppress the two hundred thousand resentful souls, and finally set up a world-shattering formation. Since then,
There are no more resentful souls roaming around Jinling, and hundreds of ghosts roaming at night."
"And that mountain is Longchi Mountain! Later, the spiritual vein was renamed Longchi Spiritual Vein. Although it is a spiritual vein, it cannot be cultivated. If a warrior practices in this Longchi Mountain, the effect will be very little, not even as good as a lower-grade spiritual vein.
, and even haunted by nightmares every night, disturbing people's spirits. If a magician monk practices here, he will definitely become obsessed with it, and encounter the evil spirit of resentment entering his body."
Ning Ziyang smiled bitterly, "This is why the Protectorate is willing to give you this Dragon Pond Spiritual Vein as a price. If it is really a top spiritual vein with no problems, even I don't have the right to make the decision."
Qin Xuan smiled faintly, "Two hundred thousand resentful souls?"
He looked at the mountain quietly. Two hundred thousand corpses were piled into the mountain. No wonder no one cared about it.
"If you are dissatisfied, the National Protectorate is willing to make another compensation!" Ning Ziyang thought for a moment and then spoke slowly.
"No need!" Qin Xuan smiled and said lightly: "What does this issue mean to me? Even if there are millions of resentful souls here, what can I do?"
In Ning Ziyang's deathly silence, Qin Xuan hung up the phone.
The moment he arrived at Longchi Mountain, Qin Xuan noticed the aura of resentment hidden in the mountain and the aura of Longchi's spiritual veins. So whether Ning Ziyang said it or not, it didn't matter.
So what if there are only 200,000 resentful souls? There are more than a million bones at Qin Changqing’s feet?
Qin Xuan's peripheral vision happened to catch Ma Yuan, who was in awe and did not dare to speak.
"This is my place from now on. If nothing happens, just leave!"
Qin Xuan said calmly, and then walked towards the top of the mountain.
Ma Yuan hurriedly said goodbye and left as if running away.
As he went up, the trees became more and more lush, and there seemed to be nothing abnormal, but Qin Xuan could feel that the resentful atmosphere around him became more intense, and even the surrounding temperature dropped a bit.
In August, when the sun is scorching, the top of the mountain is as cold as an ice cellar, with a biting chill.
Although the evil energy of two hundred thousand resentful souls has been suppressed in the mountain, it will actually affect the outside environment to some extent. However, this coolness is not a concern for Qin Xuan, and it cannot even invade his body.
With the vastness of his energy and blood now, how could he be invaded by this mere bit of coldness.
Suddenly, Qin Xuan stopped and his eyes fell not far ahead.
In this land of lush forests, there is a large open space in front of it. The green grass around the open space is half a person high, and in the center of the open space, there is a stone monument.
This stone tablet is simple and simple, exuding the atmosphere of time, and there are some words on it that look like ghost paintings.
A flash of surprise flashed in Qin Xuan's eyes, "Interesting, the strange stone formation, the person who set up the formation seven hundred years ago did have some tricks."
The material of this stone is not an ordinary material, it has an aura of awe-inspiring righteousness that has lasted for seven hundred years, and even the coldness around it has slightly decreased.
Qin Xuan walked on the top of the mountain. There were eight such stone monuments. Not only that, there were eight star statues standing on the top of the mountain, like a King Kong with angry eyes and a real immortal subduing demons, sitting in all directions.
Stone statues subdue demons, spiritual monuments suppress evil spirits!
Qin Xuan couldn't help but smile while looking at the formation, and then he made a shocking move.
A sword cry sounded leisurely, and the eternal sword shone with cold light, floating next to Qin Xuan.
As Qin Xuan's thoughts moved, in an instant, the Eternal Sword turned into a rainbow light and directly chopped off one of the stone tablets.
The sword light passed by, and a stone tablet was cut into two pieces.
boom!
The entire Longchi Mountain seemed to be shaking at this moment.
Like the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, an evil spirit rises from the ground to the sky.
It was as if a wild and ferocious beast broke out of the seal, and its momentum was extremely frightening.
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