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Chapter 381: Rakshasa Heavenly Slaughtering Magical Zhenling Great Array

Seeing the man's weird and reckless behavior, the woman raised her eyebrows, and a trace of disgust surged in the depths of her pupils, but she still maintained a faint smile on her face, "I'm really sorry, the little woman's medical skills are limited. Apart from being able to diagnose a pulse,

Apart from taking some medicine, you can’t see the stubborn disease of insanity, so you should go elsewhere to look for it!”

The woman said something, her spiritual power surged, and at the same time, a faint coercion enveloped her.

Such an action made the man slightly stunned, but after hearing the woman's words, he immediately understood. He sighed secretly, somewhat dumbfounded, as he seemed to be regarded as a frivolous prodigal. The woman seemed to have just advanced to the middle stage of foundation building, and her breath was still strong.

It's not very stable. If an ordinary man from the rivers and lakes were here, he would definitely be frightened by this coercion, but for Kong Laosan, he was not affected at all.

"The middle stage of foundation building, not bad, not bad!"

The man said calmly, with a hint of appreciation in his voice.

"you……"

Seeing the man's calm appearance, the woman's expression changed slightly, and she took a few steps back without leaving a trace, her face full of alertness.

"Who is the senior? What is the purpose of coming to my "Baicao Hall"?"

The woman said with a stern expression. Such an abnormal behavior actually made Kong Laosan notice something was wrong. As he waved his hand, a little spiritual light hit the medicine boy's eyebrows, and the latter immediately passed out. At the same time, with a wave of his sleeve, a wave of

The temporary system completely blocked the entire shop, and then, with all his strength, he gradually returned to the appearance of a middle-aged Taoist with a yellow face and a thin face.

"Huh? Is it you? Are you...Uncle Kong?"

The woman whose face had changed drastically due to the various actions of the man in front of her, and whose spiritual power had even roared out of her body, saw the appearance of Kong Laosan himself. She was first surprised and then exclaimed, with a touch of disbelief in her eyes.

"Oh? You know me?"

After hearing what the woman said, Kong Laosan frowned and said in surprise.

"Are you really Mr. Kong and Uncle Kong?"

Although she was already 70% sure, the woman seemed quite cautious and couldn't help but confirm. Seeing Kong Laosan nodding, her expression relaxed slightly and she turned towards the back hall. While the Taoist was stunned,

, only half a cup of tea later, the woman walked in again, holding a three-foot-long wooden box in her arms.

"This is……"

"This is my mother's relic..."

As she spoke, the woman had slowly opened the square box in front of her. Inside was a painting. The person in the painting was wearing a green robe and holding a sand toad sword. The sword's light was overwhelming, and countless men, women, old and young, and the creatures of the Biao clan were all turned into a ball of blood.

Kong Laosan was no stranger to him. In order to rescue Jiang Li'er's grandfather, Jiang Muhe, the two of them ventured into Xiaogu and finally fought their way out. However, they fell into the hands of the old green zombie.

Being able to survive mostly depends on luck.

Looking at the rather familiar scene in the painting, an unknown emotion flashed through Kong Laosan's eyes, but he quickly hid the emotion and sighed lightly.

"My mother asked me to tell Uncle Kong that I forgot to say "thank you" to you for saving my life. This painting was also my mother's farewell painting. I specially handed it to you.

Generation, if Uncle Kong comes to this shop again, I will give this painting to him!"

Hearing this, Kong Laosan nodded, looked at the person in front of him, smiled slightly and said, "What's your name?"

"Chen Jiangli!"

"Chen Jiangli? She was carved out of the same mold as your mother. The old man almost felt dazzled just now. Your surname is Chen, and your father is..."

"My father is Chen Yingwu!"

"Oh? No wonder you were so nervous just now. The Chen family was destroyed by the Three Saints Sect. You are the daughter of the Chen family. You are lucky to have escaped! Well, since you gave me this painting, what can I say?

As your elder, you accept these things for now!"

As he spoke, a storage bag appeared in his hand. He tossed it lightly and fell into the woman's arms.

"Thank you Uncle Kong for the gift. Jiang Li is welcome!"

Chen Jiangli's eyes flashed, feeling the heavy storage bag in his arms. There was a touch of joy in his eyes, and he bowed respectfully without refusing. There was a touch of kindness in his eyes when he looked at Kong Laosan.

"Since you are a descendant of the Chen family, it is really dangerous on the Three Holy Islands. But now I have something to do, so I have to stay here for the time being. If you are willing to leave with me..."

Before Kong Laosan finished speaking, he saw the woman shaking her head, with a look of determination on her face, "Thank you uncle, but Jiang Li was born and raised here. She has the memories of her parents here, and she doesn't want to go anywhere!"

Hearing this, the Taoist nodded and said nothing more. Everyone has his own ambitions, and everyone must be responsible for his or her own life.

As soon as he walked out of the shop, with the muscles on his face twitching, the originally delicate yellow-faced Taoist suddenly transformed into the man with twitching muscles and a fierce look.

In addition to some spiritual stones and elixirs, the storage bag left by Kong Laosan also contained a small spiritual sword, a flying boat and a ghost face. Before leaving, he even quietly touched Chen Jiangli's arm.

After wielding a "soul-destroying little sword", once he encounters danger, he might be able to save his life, which makes him worthy of Jiang Li'er, whom he has watched since childhood.

On the top of the mountain, the man sat quietly cross-legged, spread out the scroll in his hand and took one last look. He sighed softly and shook his head, "Ashes return to dust, dust returns to dust, everything will disappear!"

As he murmured in his mouth, the scroll in his hand slowly burned, and when the wind blew, it drifted away without a trace.

Looking in the direction of the Three Saints Mountain, some thoughts flashed in the man's eyes. Kong Laosan could clearly feel that the last soul-cutting sword was somewhere in the Three Saints Sect, but that person seemed to have always been there.

I was in seclusion and never took a step down from the Three Holy Mountains.

After a while, the man's face darkened, and he seemed to have made a decision. He swayed and galloped directly in the direction of the Holy Mountain.

Sanbaotang, the direct property of Sansheng Sect, has everything you need, such as spiritual materials, spiritual objects, magical weapons, etc.

On the second floor, in the elegant pavilion, an old man in a crescent robe with white eyebrows and a man with a ferocious face sat opposite each other, quietly sipping tea, as if they were quietly waiting for something.

Not long after, a pretty maid in a lotus skirt, sixteen or seventeen years old, walked in, holding a hand in her hand.

A square tray with a wooden box on it.

The old man waved his hand, and the maid put down the things and left immediately.

"Please see if you are satisfied. This "killing" and "phantom" formations were collected by our Sanbaotang at a great expense. We originally planned to take them out at the next auction. Since you need it, I will do it naturally."

I won’t hide it.”

The old man said with a smile, and there was a hint of sadness in his voice.

"Oh? Sir, can you please explain in detail what is so special about this "killing" and "illusion" formation? If it is as you said, it can trap the old monster Nascent Soul, it will be worth the money! "

As the man spoke, he put the jade slip between his eyebrows and examined it carefully. His brows tightened and relaxed, and his face remained as calm as ever.

"Haha, this is natural. In fact, the jade slip has made it very clear. The "killing" and "illusion" formations are one of the three inherited formations of the original "Yuan Cha Sect". You may not have heard of it. "Yuan Cha Sect", but you must have heard of "Seven Swords Sect". In that era, although "Yuan Cha Sect" was not as famous as "Seven Swords Sect", the overall strength of the sect was stronger than "Seven Swords Sect" too much.

"Yuan Cha Sect" is famous for its formations. At the beginning, the seven demon ancestors took action at the same time and led countless demon clans. After thirty years of hard work, they exhausted a small spiritual vein that "Yuan Cha Sect" sat down. , in the end, the "Yuan Cha Sect" was defeated without attacking. If not, the "Yuan Cha Sect", which was protected by three great formations, would never be able to get the slightest advantage even if the seven demon ancestors attacked at the same time!

The real name of this second "killing" and "phantom" formation should be "Rakshasa Heavenly Killing Earth Illusion Suppressing Spirit Formation". If it is used solely as a trapping formation, there is no need to control it after it is activated until the source spiritual veins of the formation are exhausted. If you want to fully exert the power of the "killing" and "illusion" formations, you need to control the three hundred golden elixir ancestors at the same time. Even the "Yuan Cha Sect" back then did not have such strength."

The old man said and shook his head. Obviously, it is impossible to exert the full power of this formation without the support of a huge force.

"If you use spirit stones as the formation source, can you activate the second "killing" and "illusion" formation?"

After a while, the man held the jade slip in his hand and said with some interest.

"Spiritual stone? Haha, you are joking. If you use the spiritual stone as the source of the formation, it may not even be possible to activate it... However, if thirty top-quality spiritual stones are buried in the main formation eye, it may be able to operate for one or two times. An hour..."

Hearing this, the man's heart moved and he nodded. In this way, how long will it take to build the flag formation plate?

"Oh? Your Excellency has decided to do it? Haha, this "killing" and "illusion" formation is complicated and requires the use of many extremely precious materials. Many of them even need to be transferred from other human race gathering places, which will take at least half a month. Of course, if you need it urgently, please pay more deposit and I can send someone to pick it up in person."

"Create this formation as quickly as possible. Don't worry about the spiritual stones! In addition, I still have some spiritual materials and spiritual objects that need to be collected. Let's see how many I can gather here!"

As he spoke, a jade slip containing more than 700 kinds of spiritual materials and objects was thrown towards the old man!


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