Tang Ming breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "The ghost realm is vast, several times that of the fairy world."
"The Immortal World is like this. Compared with the secular area, it is more than a hundred times vast."
"Even if the ghost gate is opened, there may not necessarily be strong people from the ghost realm around. The secular ghost gate can only connect to remote places in the ghost realm. Even if there are monks from the ghost realm, their cultivation is definitely not strong."
"As long as you find the right moment, quietly open a small opening, and then use the soul-eating flag to block the gap, the movement will be so small that you can ignore it. If the ghost cultivator is successfully reversed and the ghost gate is re-sealed, the plan can be completed."
Tang Ming said solemnly: "This is the only chance I can think of to reverse the calamity realm."
Zhang Wenyuan frowned slightly.
The scene became somewhat quiet for a while.
A few minutes later.
"It's still early for this matter, so let's leave it at that."
Zhang Wenyuan's eyes flickered and he said indifferently: "Tang Xuantian, please don't tell anyone what you just said. Even Fan Zhongtian and others can't tell it."
"Well, if I know the seriousness of the matter, I will definitely keep it secret."
Tang Ming nodded solemnly, paused, and then said: "Actually, from the moment the Great Heavenly Master mentioned the power of transcending the tribulation realm, I guessed it was the one from the Forbidden City."
"To be honest, I could have not mentioned the matter of opening the gate of hell, and the Great Heavenly Master would naturally not be angry."
"But no matter what, I am also a Chinese. Today, the Chinese Military Headquarters, Mr. Fan, Mr. Ye and others, including the Great Heavenly Master, have all come to help me. Naturally, I will tell the truth."
Say it.
Tang Ming slightly arched his hands towards Zhang Wenyuan.
"As long as you understand."
Zhang Wenyuan nodded and relaxed his frown.
Then, he waved his hand.
Whoa! Mo Tianhai's remnant soul was directly absorbed and returned.
"Control your heart, I will use my Taoist magical powers to hide the secrets of heaven for you!"
Zhang Wenyuan shouted in a low voice, stars were flowing in his eyes, and a vast wave of soul roared. At the same time, the golden dragon above his head also raised his head to the sky and let out a thundering dragon roar.
"Roar——" The dragon roared, and the void trembled.
Boom! A golden light fell from the sky, formed a seal in an instant, and fell with a crash.
"Boom!"
Mo Tianhai trembled all over, and his originally illusory figure suddenly shone with golden light. From a distance, it looked like it was covered with a layer of golden light.
five minutes later.
The golden glow was restrained, and Mo Tianhai's figure condensed a little.
"This seal will prevent Heaven from capturing you, but at the same time, it will also seal you for half a year. Your soul will not collapse within half a year, but you will not be able to display any strength."
"In half a year, if Tang Xuantian can turn you into a ghost cultivator, there is still a chance. If the turn fails, your body will die and your path will disappear, and the cause and effect will be over."
Zhang Wenyuan spoke calmly.
"Thank you, Great Master."
Mo Tianhai trembled all over and bowed to Zhang Wenyuan.
Then, he stood up again and saluted Tang Ming.
Tang Ming quickly stopped him: "Mr. Mo, there is no need to do this. You have helped me many times, and Mo Fan and I are brothers, so this matter is nothing to worry about."
"Besides, if the Great Heavenly Master hadn't helped you hide the secrets of heaven, I wouldn't have been able to do anything about it. The real great benefactor should be the Great Heavenly Master."
Having said that, Mo Tianhai still insisted on saluting.
At this time, Zhang Wenyuan suddenly raised his eyes, looked at the ancient Miao strongman in front of him, and said indifferently: "People from the Witch Temple never leave the Miao territory. You have broken the rules by hiding in Jinling."
Witch temple?
As soon as these words came out.
Many people's expressions changed slightly and they focused their attention.
The octogenarian frowned and continued: "Great Heavenly Master, I have never broken the rules."
"The master of the Temple of Witches went to the Forbidden City in person and promised that from now on the Temple of Witches would hide in the Miao territory and would report it to Kyoto even if he stepped into the secular world. I did not receive any report."
Zhang Wenyuan's eyes sparkled.
The giant golden dragon above the head also exuded endless majesty at this time, and there was an extremely cold air in the ferocious dragon's eyes.
Tang Ming's expression changed slightly, and when he was about to explain something, the octogenarian old man chuckled: "The Temple of Witches... It is true that I am a member of the ancient Miao tribe, but I have nothing to do with the Temple of Witches."
Zhang Wenyuan frowned.
"Great Heavenly Master, please look!"
The octogenarian suddenly tore open his gray robe, revealing his skinny chest.
I saw a scar the size of a fist on his heart, forming a centipede shape, which looked extremely ferocious.
The graphics were distorted, but there was still residual power that was constantly eroding the body, but was suppressed by the old man.
Zhang Wenyuan was a little surprised and took a deep look at this person: "You destroyed the natal totem of the Witch Temple, how can the Witch Temple [Tianlai Novel www.23txt.xyz] keep your life?"
"Haha, in the Witch Temple, I am just a dead person."
The old man shook his head with a smile and pulled his clothes back up: "Great Heavenly Master, I have nothing to do with the Shaman Temple anymore. You should know how important the natal totem is, right?"
Zhang Wenyuan was silent for a moment and nodded slightly.
The Witch Temple has a very special status among the ancient Miao people in southern Xinjiang.
It can be said that since ancient times, the Witch God Temple has ruled the ancient Miao people. The Witch God is also the god of faith of the ancient Miao people.
The ancient Miao monks specialize in witchcraft, and the natal totem of the Witch Temple is the opportunity given to high-level monks, and it is also the control.
The natal totem is similar to surrendering one's natal soul. Once one does something against the interests of the Shaman Temple, he will be killed.
This is also a method used by many hidden sects to control their disciples.
And this old man chose to destroy the natal totem of the Witch Temple, and indeed had nothing to do with the Witch Temple.
On the contrary, he is still the target of the Witch Temple.
No hidden sect would tolerate the disciples of the sect, especially the strong men of the sect, escaping from control! "The Temple of Witches, the ancient Miao people..." Zhang Wenyuan murmured twice: "Twelve years ago, in the situation in Jinling, the Temple of Witches
I did send someone here... No, you were not involved in that incident."
"How long have you been lurking in Jinling?"
As soon as these words came out, others didn't feel anything, but Fan Zhongtian's eyes flickered sharply, staring at the old man, and then glanced at Tang Ming without any trace, as if he was thinking about something.
"You don't need to think too much. The dramatic events in Jinling twelve years ago have nothing to do with me."
The old man replied calmly: "I have been in Jinling for more than thirty years."
As he spoke, the old man flicked his finger.
Whoa! A small card came through the air.
The old man said calmly: "This is the identity certificate I used when I was hiding in Jinling."
Zhang Wenyuan lowered his eyes and frowned: "Jin Quanchun, your surname is Jin?"
This is indeed an ID card from thirty years ago. The portrait on it is the same as the old man's current appearance. However, it has not been updated for a long time and the ID card has become invalid.
But it can also be proven.
This person indeed came to China more than thirty years ago.
Moreover, the surname Jin is a royal surname among the ancient Miao people in southern Xinjiang! A very powerful half-step god, a direct descendant of the ancient Miao nobles, has been lurking in Jinling for thirty years.
This incident is extraordinary.
Zhang Wenyuan looked solemn and asked the most important question: "Why did you come to Jinling?"
"Great Heavenly Master, I have left the Witch Temple and have been lurking in Jinling for twenty years. I have never done anything harmful to the world. Even if I take action today, it is to solve problems for the military.