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Chapter 269 Tat for Tat, Mind Power breaks the witch formation

A short, stooped, white-haired old man walked out of the rocks, holding a rotten wood crutch in his hand. His figure was somewhat illusory and transparent. He stood in front of the woman in the purple skirt. He cupped his hands and bowed slightly and saluted: "I have seen you in Nanqing Mountain, fellow Taoist, please."

Forgive me for my blindness, for not recognizing the master in front of me, and for bumping into my fellow Taoist immortal. I am willing to accept my punishment."

The Nanqing Mountain in his mouth was the name of the previous dynasty, and he never considered himself to be the land of Baihuling.

The lowered left hand swung back slightly, signaling Chu Qing'er not to act rashly and leave everything to him.

He had long noticed this strange woman with hairpins. Even though there was very little divinity left, she was the god of rivers in the past. The woman was walking barefoot in the stream. He was vaguely touched, but his attention was attracted by the Taoist priest who asked the god.

Coupled with a series of events that happened later, he almost failed to remember that there was such a person.

You can walk right under his nose without breaking his situation, without being discovered by him.

Obviously the opponent's cultivation level is too high, maybe he is an old guy in the "Golden Core Realm"?

Even though the spiritual energy surge has just started not long ago, the real big sects still have ancestors who "protect" them.

Five hundred years ago, his cultivation level was in the golden elixir realm, which was neither high nor low. He used a special method to sleep in the cave of the blessed land, and then woke up when the time came.

Even if these remaining old guys from that era don't live long, they have no chance of extending their lives.

However, as a tacit deterrent force for various forces, it is still sufficient in the early stages of the spiritual energy surge.

Mo Ye looked at the old and decrepit Tugong in front of him, whose divinity was leaking out from time to time and whose body was unstable, and suddenly said: "They had ill intentions towards you before. You have lost your mind, and you still defend her like this."

She never uses interrogative sentences, and she can see through the inner workings of people at a glance.

Behind Tu Tu Gong, Chu Qing'er looked slightly uncomfortable and did not dare to look at the transparent figure in front of her that was not even close to her chest.

Wei Yan cupped his hands and smiled and said: "They have been here for some time, but I have not seen them. It is precisely because I understand that they are here under orders and want to use me to do something big that will cause harm to one party.

Even if the little old man died with only half his life left, he would not harm the creatures on this land.

It’s not for anything else, just because I am the landowner and the former water god of the Yaxi River. I have been able to survive for so many years. There are people descended from the Fan Dynasty on both sides of the Yaxi River. They are thinking about the little good things I once had, and during the holidays.

, some incense offerings.

Therefore, I deliberately made some noise to trap the monks who came to investigate, hoping to force the three juniors to retreat."

Having said this, Wei Yan reached down to the ground, held a white jade sign that exuded a gleaming luster, and held it in front of Mo Ye with magic power. The front of the jade sign was engraved with Bagua patterns and dragon patterns, with a simple "Tao" in the middle.

"Character.

Mo Ye picked up the sign and turned it over. The dragon pattern on the back was exquisite, and four words were engraved vertically in the middle: "Treat each other with courtesy."

"This brand is quite old and carries a heavy weight. Her life is not worth it."

She can see the value of things in this world.

The Earth God smiled and handed over his hand: "Young man, I keep this original 'treat each other with courtesy' sign. It is of no use anymore and can only be taken into the soil. If it can be used to protect the life of the junior White Witch, it is worth it!"

"

He did not tell the story of the jade plaque, as there was no need for it. He could see that the hairpin woman knew the value of the jade plaque.

It’s okay not to talk about some old sesame seeds and rotten millet past events.

Mo Ye put away the sign and said: "Your Shinto emphasizes retaliation. You have been imprisoned here for more than five hundred years. Give me a handful of soil and I will not cure you of the crime of colliding with the witch formation."

The Earth God bowed down and thanked him. He could tell the truth from lies. He felt relieved and turned to Chu Qing'er and said, "Quickly leave!"

Chu Qing'er's eyes turned red, she took a step back, cupped her hands and bowed deeply to the ground.

Her life was earned by her predecessors who spent everything they had. She said no more and flew quickly to the north. After ten feet, she disappeared. The land government used its magical power to cover her traces. She was safe within a radius of thirty miles.

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Time is urgent now. How far she can run depends on her own destiny.

The mysterious hairpin woman will not take action again, but those guys trapped in the water transport witchcraft formation will not let her go.

Fortunately, her master had already prepared it. Maybe it could be used at a critical moment?

The Tugong watched Chu Qing'er disappear, then walked to the rock, squatted down and dug around for a while, took out a small ball of dark soil, handed it to the hairpin girl, and said with a smile: "They are all here, please keep them, fellow Taoist."

"

Mo Ye collected the unusual lump of soil, listened attentively, and glanced at the Earth God again.

"Your witch formation won't last long."

"The young man is terrible. His ability to recite sutras is not bad. I don't care how long I can hold on, but I will die anyway."

A wry smile appeared on the surface of the land, and the figure leaned against the rocks to steady his trembling body.

The Taoist priest at the foot of the mountain was reciting some scriptures, which formed bursts of invisible power, like waves, like sword energy, which was extremely lethal to people like him who were practicing Shintoism or evil ghosts.

He said he would be trapped for half an hour, but it seems that it is not possible. Maybe he can only be trapped for a quarter of an hour?

When the landowner saw that the woman in black skirt had no intention of leaving, he slowly blended into the rocks.

The gray stones exude blue-black and earthy yellow brilliance, temporarily maintaining the "green water turns green mountain situation" below. The stream at the foot of the mountain quickly evaporates, and more water splashes gush out from the ground.

The scope of the witch formation was repeatedly reduced, resisting attacks from three places.

About a word of time passed, and the rocks were covered with fine cracks.

The entire White Tiger Ridge was shaking, trees were swaying, and mud and rocks were rolling down. The noise was louder than the previous battles. Birds and beasts seemed to feel that disaster was coming, and ran away in panic. They were not affected by the witch formation.

Mo Ye shook his head and walked down the mountain.

She went out with Zhang Wenfeng in search of a different experience in the world, but Tu Tu Gong She was so pedantic and so unflattering that she didn't even understand her life-threatening behavior.

She passed by Zhang Wenfeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground chanting sutras, and tilted her head to look at the Taoist priest who seemed to have invisible golden light flowing from his body.

The little Taoist priest's mind power has improved, but the old man from the land can't hold on for long.

She couldn't understand what the Taoist priest was mumbling, and she didn't study the Taoist scriptures. She felt so powerful.

He smiled and walked into the almost dry stream.

The water was boiling hot, and she walked slowly on the pebbles, thinking.

Zhang Wenfeng repeatedly recited the first chapter of the "Tao Jing" in the ancient scroll of the Sea of ​​​​Consciousness, over and over again. He did not touch the supernatural power of the scriptures. This recitation did not make him enter mystical insights like the first time.

You probably understand that maybe there needs to be some kind of opportunity to trigger it, right?

He could feel that the witch formation surrounding him was constantly weakening, and he knew that he had found the right way to break the situation.

He kept reciting, and the energy in his body was slowly consumed along with the scriptures. Finally, he heard a faint cracking sound, and the witch formation that suppressed him suddenly dispersed.

The sun shines on my body, making me feel warm and clean.

Jin Huanran and Shi Huaian were standing by the stream about fifty feet away from him, holding swords on guard. There were huge pits and piles of mud and rocks near them.

Five anxious law enforcement guards shouted in surprise outside the stream: "Taoist Master Jin, Taoist Master Shi, you have broken the formation!"

"Quick, fly up, don't let the witch nuns escape!"

The three of them shouted at the same time and flew up.

Zhang Wenfeng saw at a glance that halfway up the mountain to the east, an ancient tree with knotted knots had fallen, and a rock below was torn into pieces, with the faintest traces of the divine power dissipating in the sun.

He understood that it was the land where the Lord of the Land lived.

The Earth God risked his life to help Chu Qing'er escape, so why bother?

Zhang Wenfeng shouted: "Fellow Daoist Shi and Daoist Jin, please send a message quickly to inform the counties and cities in the southwest and northwest directions to be on guard against the witch nun's escape. Notify other nearby patrol envoys and all the Jianwei Realm monks in Yuanyang County to come.

Help, the woman ran away, and the troublemaker here has been killed!"

The two of them felt a little disappointed when they heard that "the land will be punished" instead of the mountain god.

How can the merit of killing the land be compared to that of the mountain god?

The two men took out their yellow talismans and issued summonses one after another, and then chased in two directions.

Set up a dragnet and catch the fish that slips through the net!




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