Hong Kong TV series, catching ghosts and becoming immortals starts from Meng Wei Chao Hall Chapter 278 Master and disciple meet again! Mind locks Tianmen, Sanxian comes in person!
Chapter 278 Master and disciple meet again! Mind locks Tianmen, Sanxian comes in person!
In the valley.
Mao Shanming, who was surrounded by two little guys in blue, raised his head, glanced at the void around him, and said slightly apologetically: "Dabao, Xiaobao, Uncle Ming, I'm sorry for you. Originally, you have accumulated so much
With enough merit and power, you can be reincarnated, but, Uncle Ming, I brought you to this desperate place..."
"Hey!"
"Uncle Ming, I'm really sorry!"
Mao Shanming is a Taoist Qi practitioner from Maoshan, and he is also the younger brother of Uncle Jiu in Yizhuang.
Among Maoshan, Mao Shanming's favorites are "The Art of Catching Ghosts in Maoshan" and "The Art of Raising Ghosts in Maoshan". Because his temper is a bit childish and he is not good at flattery, he has always been alone on Maoshan.
People cultivate.
This is also the reason why Mao Shanming is always followed by two ordinary lonely ghosts.
There is no living person to be a friend, so having this ghost as a friend is also a very good thing for Mao Shanming.
Just after Mao Shanming finished speaking, the void in front of him rippled slightly. Then, two lonely ghosts wearing blue clothes and filled with ghostly aura appeared in this place.
On the valley.
At this moment, although it is broad daylight and the Yang energy is strong, there are faint cinnabar charms flashing on the bodies of these two lonely ghosts.
Sun protection charm.
This talisman is a talisman unique to Maoshan.
Once any lonely ghost obtains this sun-shielding charm, they will not be afraid of the sun and can show their figures in broad daylight.
No matter how bad Maoshan Ming's Maoshan magic is, the fact that he can practice to the level of Qi Lian·Xiao Zhoutian as a Taoist priest shows that he has a deep understanding of Maoshan magic.
In front of the valley.
A young kid in blue robe who looked only ten years old quickly walked up to Mao Shanming. He looked at the sadness on Mao Shanming's old face and said firmly:
"Uncle Ming, Uncle Ming, you saved our lives and helped us fulfill our wishes..."
"Even if we accompany you to the underworld, we are still willing..."
This young blue-robed kid is Xiaobao.
Another ghost wearing a blue robe looks to be in his twenties, with a honest and honest face. He is the second ghost raised by Mao Shanming, Dabao.
At this time, Dabao also clenched his fists, and said to Mao Shanming with a pretense of determination: "Uncle Ming, Xiaobao is right, we have been together for almost forty or fifty years, and there have been many disasters, big and small.
, we have also experienced it together, and now we can live and die together, which is also a good thing."
Of course.
This is what Dabao said, but in his heart, he was scared to death.
As a ghost, you are an existence that has died once...
However, even if you are a ghost, it does not mean that you are not afraid of death, because ghosts still have the miserable punishment of losing their souls and not being reincarnated forever!
Not to mention, the ghosts in the hands of some evil sorcerers are the materials for them to refine this evil magic weapon.
aside.
Mao Shanming, who looked to be in his eighties or almost ninety years old, looked at the two ghost friends in front of him. His mouth opened as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he had nothing to say.
Say.
Indeed.
They have been partners for more than fifty years, and their relationship has long been one of life and death.
Even though Mao Shanming had many sorry words to say, he still didn't say anything.
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The other side.
Zhang DaDa, who was already in his seventies and had white hair, straightened his back and walked quickly to the burial ground Taoist Xu Zhenren.
Looking at the 90-year-old man with wrinkles and white hair in front of him, a complex look flashed across Zhang's bold old face. After thinking about it, he asked with a puzzled look: "Master, we
If you don’t send out the Maoshan message crane, why don’t you notify the other masters and uncles to help?”
"Haha, Maoshan has declined..."
"Our eldest brother in Maoshan, the only one who is as strong as the Divine Soul Master, was sealed in the forbidden area of Maoshan because he rebelled against the sect..."
"As for your Uncle Lin Fengjiao, he was also seriously injured, and his cultivation fell to the middle of the third realm]. He will not be able to make any progress in this life..."
"As for the other uncles, they will either die or their cultivation will be average..."
"In this case, why do we need to drag these uncles and uncles into suffering?"
Burial Taoist] raised his head, stared at the scorching sun in front of him with a pair of weathered eyes, and said helplessly.
At this moment, the deep wrinkles on his forehead were getting deeper and deeper, like the dry earth.
Zhang Dingdao listened to what the Taoist Burial Master said, and he seemed to know that his master was not joking, so he also shook his head and sighed, with a dull look on his face.
In fact.
Death, Zhang DaDa is not afraid of death.
However, he was just afraid that he would die too useless.
"Strength, all this is because I have no strength!"
After a moment of silence, a deep voice came from Zhang Bingdao's mouth.
Over the years, Zhang DaDa has made rapid progress almost because he has been taught by the Burial Taoist, namely Zhenren Xu, the divine fighting technique and the Maoshan technique.
No, in just a few decades, Zhang DaDa transformed from an ordinary person into a Qi practitioner!
He is also a Qi practitioner who has reached the level of Qi Lian·Twenty Qi Meridians!
However, even so, when Zhang DaDa was surrounded by Taoist soldiers from the Qingcheng Sect, he could only hide in this valley and wait helplessly for death.
No way!
Today's Maoshan, after losing Maoshan senior brother Shi Jian and Maoshan Taoist priest Lin Fengjiao, the entire sect simply does not have the strength to resist ghosts and immortals.
This is also the reason why Taoist Burial Ground did not allow Zhang Da Da to bring in reinforcements.
Today's Maoshan simply does not have the strength to fight against any ghost fairy.
"It's a pity, I don't know how my disciple Zhou Changqing is doing now?"
"I only hope that Zhou Changqing can escape from the clutches of Qingcheng Mountain, and in the future, he can carry forward my Maoshan Burial Ground lineage. In this way, one of my wishes has been fulfilled."
At this moment, the thing that Buried Taoist thought in his mind was not himself, but Zhou Changqing, his well-behaved disciple.
After all, Taoist Burial Ground understands it in his heart.
Maybe it’s today, maybe it’s tomorrow, or maybe it’s the day after tomorrow, which is the day when a few of them will die... So, before dying, the thing that he couldn’t let go of the most in his heart was the one he had newly acquired.
Zhou Changqing, a disciple of a Taoist wizard]...
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At the same time.
At this moment, Zhou Changqing is performing the "Rainbow Escape Technique" and is on his way here.
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Half an hour later.
Outside the valley.
Qingcheng disciples wielding flying swords are forming a mysterious formation.
Buzz!
In the dark, a force stirring up the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth is converging on these Qingcheng disciples. You can vaguely see a phantom of a green sword edge that is alternately virtual and real, appearing strangely in this formation.
Up.
This cyan sword-edged shadow is eleven or twelve meters high, and it vaguely reveals a sharp sword energy that cuts through everything.
"Qingcheng Extermination Sword Formation!
According to legend, the more true energy this sword formation gathers, the more powerful the green sword edge summoned from it will be.
Ten Qingcheng sect Qi-training Taoist priests formed this "Qingcheng Extermination Sword Formation, then the green sword-edged phantom summoned from it will have the powerful power to kill any Qi-training Dzogchen monks"
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Fifty Qingcheng sect's Qi-training Taoist priests form this "Qingcheng Extermination Sword Formation, then the phantom of the cyan sword edge summoned from it will have the power to kill any monks in the early stages of the third realm"
Strength.
One hundred and twenty Qingcheng sect's Qi-training Taoist priests have formed this "Qingcheng Extermination Sword Formation, then the cyan sword-edged phantom summoned from it will have the power to withstand any third-level mid-level monks"
Powerful.
Three hundred and sixty Qingcheng sect Qi-training Taoist priests have formed this "Qingcheng Extermination Sword Formation, then the cyan sword-edged phantom summoned from it will have the power to withstand any late third realm monks"
Powerful.
This "Qingcheng Extermination Sword Formation" is the Qingcheng Sect's main formation.
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In the valley,
"Cut!"
After Zhao Rong saw the sixty-seven Qingcheng Taoist priests who had formed the "Qingcheng Extermination Sword Formation", he waved his right hand and said with a ruthless face: "Give me the "Peach Wood Giant" in front of me.
The spiritual magic circle was chopped into pieces!"
Tear!
Just after Zhao Rong's words fell, the twelve-meter-sized cyan sword-edged shadow in mid-air trembled slightly, and then, with a terrifying sword energy that cut through the cliff, it fiercely
He slashed down at the valley covered by the formation in front of him.
Tear!
Crackling!
In mid-air, a strange formation covering a radius of 500 meters was turning from reality to reality, revealing the shadow of a giant peach tree that was 100 meters high. The giant tree swayed, covering and protecting the entire valley.
in it.
But.
Now, under the cyan sword cutting through the cliff, the giant peach tree first bloomed with a piece of Yimu spiritual light. The spiritual light trembled. It only appeared for less than a few seconds before it suddenly shattered with a snap.
The giant peach tree also died under this green sword edge.
Immediately afterwards, the void in front of the valley trembled slightly, and then, with a flash of blue light, three practitioners who looked like they were facing a formidable enemy were revealed on the top of the originally empty valley.
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At the same time.
Crackling!
Among the Qingcheng Taoist priests who had exhausted their true energy, some Taoist priests couldn't control their flying swords and fell helplessly toward the ground with a plop.
Swish.
In the blink of an eye, 70% of the Qingcheng disciples fell to the ground.
There are only twenty Qingcheng disciples floating in the air behind Zhao Rong.
However.
Zhao Rong paid no attention to what happened to the junior brothers and sisters behind him. At this moment, he was still piloting a golden spiritual boat like a lone boat and flew to the top of the valley.
"Haha!"
"Burial Taoist, you will definitely die this time!"
At this moment, Zhao Rong looked down at the Burial Taoist] and said with a murderous look on his face.
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Valley top.
"Come on! The worst is, we'll all die together!"
The Burial Taoist glanced at the broken formation chessboard beside him, raised his head, stared at Zhao Rong unruly, and said disdainfully: "Today, you kill me, and tomorrow, I will curse you to remain stubborn in the underworld.
Spirit!"
Desperate!
After seeing that the formation chessboard on which he ultimately relied was completely shattered, he knew clearly in his heart that the only outcome for him and his two other old friends would be death.
Death!
No, if the three Qi-training Taoist priests fall into the hands of a third-level monk, then their souls will be scattered to pieces, which is the most suitable ending for them.
"The worst case scenario is death."
At this time, Zhang Bingdao, who looked old but had a huge body, slowly straightened his body, and a wave of true energy containing the scent of Shinto incense was released from his body.
Vast, iron-blooded!
And with a certain killing intent!
At this moment, Zhang DaDa has devoted himself wholeheartedly to the "God's Fighting Technique" he performed for the last time. Even if he dies, he will die in front of his master, Xu Zhenren, who is buried in the earth.
"That's right! It's just a death."
Behind Zhang Bingdao, Mao Shanming, who was full of old aura and had messy white hair, stood up, holding a blue talisman in his right hand, and a stream of Maoshan's true energy was in his hand.
Emerging in the palm of my hand.
At this moment, the Burial Taoists, Zhang Dangdang and Mao Shanming, were also ready to die together.
It’s better to be broken jade than to be intact.
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Beyond the Valley.
"Okay! Very good!"
"I want to see how you can curse me even though you are dead?"
On the side, Zhao Rong squinted his eyes and glanced at the three ignorant Taoist priests in front of him. Finally, his eyes narrowed and he said to the Burial Ground Taoist with a fierce face: "This time, I will whip you."
Your skin and bones will be pulled off, I want your soul to fly away!"
"Oh?"
Suddenly, a voice filled with inexplicable majesty resounded throughout the world: "I want to see how you removed my master's skin and bones?"
"I want to see how you made my master scared to death?"
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At this moment, the entire valley suddenly became silent.
The wind stopped and the clouds stopped.
In the dark, a harsh sound like thunder, carrying roaring power, came straight around the valley.
It was at this time.
Zhao Rong could clearly sense that a vast power that could confine space, confine all true energy and souls, crossed the endless void, suddenly descended on himself, and also descended on this valley. p>
At this moment, the world seemed like a portal, blocked by some terrifying force.
Imprison the void!
Lock the gate of heaven with your thoughts!
Zhao Rong is no stranger to this kind of magical power, because his master possesses this kind of mysterious and terrifying power.
The person who comes is definitely a great monk whose cultivation has exceeded the third realm!
The person who comes is definitely a strong man whose cultivation has reached the realm of ghosts and immortals!