"If the master has Mingzang, how can he use Jishiluo? If he is not sure about protecting the real world, he will be able to communicate with Jishan."
At the entrance of Wuyi Lane, the sunset is setting, and the clear sound of chanting comes from the depths of the Lane.
The door of the Wang family mansion was wide open, and the two white tiger copper rings on the vermilion gate each held the body of a demon monk, entrenched on the gatehouse. The tiger's eyes were blood-colored and full of awe-inspiring aura, which was completely different from the silly cat look when Qian Chen broke into the Wang family in the past.
After passing through the middle gate, next to the courtyard led by Wang Yanyan three years ago, the dragon pond with four-gilled perch was slight rippled.
A deep black ink mark appeared in the pool water.
As the chanting sound gradually became louder, a white-clothed scholar pushed open the gate of the courtyard and waved to the point. The huge skull of the ink dragon broke through the water surface and jumped up, carrying the white-clothed scholar soared into the sky from the Wang family's mansion.
The ink dragon circled in the air, and a trace of ink slowly opened in the sky.
Between the twists and turns, there is a word "first", followed by Mo Long diving towards the streets and alleys below, and the second word "shi" is like cursive cursive.
The ink traces are clear and strong, and if you say that when the first word is written, it is still a bit steady and concentric, with a hint of slowness. When the second word is reached, you will be full of joy and you can just type it in one stroke.
As the handwriting is active and leaping out, the Molong walks through the streets and alleys, and is laid out in Jiankang City according to the structure of the street houses.
Wang Ningzhi rode a dragon and wielded his pen. The collision of pen powers blocked the vitality of heaven and earth where the ink traces were traveling. This Lanting poem written by Wang Ningzhi was exuding. Behind the two lines of short poems, an extremely powerful force was triggered.
This force is not triggered, and seems to be echoing something.
With the blessing of this power, Wang Ning's pen power was spreading. The ink marks were like clouds pouring down the ground, erasing all the evil monsters and demons where the handwriting was traveling into the ink marks.
If there is any substantial ink mark swept over? Mix a magic cultivator who has formed a pill into a pool of mud!
"Amitabha!"
With the Buddha's name, a monk wearing a black cassock blocked his pen.
His earlobes crossed his shoulders and swung his shoulders. The two earlobes, as big as a baby's fist, hit their chests, as if they were holding their palms together.
The mysterious monk smiled, and dark gold appeared all over his body. His arms were wrong, and he recited Buddhist mantras. His palms were covered in blood. His whole body was filled with fierce aura like a sea of ​​blood.
"Wang Ningzhi... If your younger brother came, I would still be afraid of it!"
"But the Wang family generation is the least useful thing for you. You rely on your own women to help you become famous. How dare you stop me?"
While he was speaking, he formed seals with both hands. The sealing method was extremely exquisite. He clasped his left hand and clenched his fist with one hand. He formed the external Lion Seal, a secret Buddhist seal.
The lion is as majestic as a god, and there seems to be a roar in his fist, shocking all evil spirits.
But the seal on the right hand is like a human beast kneeling on the ground and bowing to his head, which is the seal on the sacrifice of the demonic way.
In this way, the left and right hands are united by Buddha and demons? The two aspects of gods and demons that form the lion's anger and devour people's lives? Then they form the external lion's devour people's seal and attack Wang Ningzhi!
As the sealing technique manifested, a blood-headed lion opened his mouth and roared, shocking the black dragon under Wang Ningzhi's seat. Then the blood-headed lion bit Wang Ningzhi.
Unexpectedly, Wang Ningzhi did not dodge at all and let the magic seal of the Demon Monk hit him on his body. A black chess piece fell down to dissolve the seal.
The handwriting he wrote before curled up and turned into swords, shields, spears, swords and halberds, slashing the blocks, pinning the hooks and piercing the hooks, and killing the demon monk.
The demon monk issued a mantra of the unity of Buddha and demons. The tip of his tongue differentiated into a fork, and he even recited two tones of Zen sounds and magic spells at the same time. A long-eared Buddha Dharma body manifested behind him. His body was majestic and his magic power was powerful. He opened his arms to hold all the swords, guns, swords and halberds.
The demon monk's hand seal changed again, holding his hands together, but the Buddha and demons merged, and the divine lion devoured people into the lion's demon seal.
But the ink traces under Wang Xianzhi's paintings had merged into a ball and turned into a freehand ink figure. The shadow flew with its Taoist robe, with long beards floating, and it waved a branch casually, and pierced the long-eared Buddhist appearance of the demon monk and came out from his back.
The demon monk hung on the branch made of ink marks with a casual tone, his tone was harsh and he gasped, "I had expected it to be one of you and your husband and wife in the light and the other in the dark."
"But why can you break the Dharma image blessed by my ancestors!"
"It is said that the demon monk from Xinfo Temple can invite a ancestor to pass on the Dharma and leave it in the Dharma image." Xie Daoyun held a chessboard and turned it out from behind Wang Ningzhi, nodding slightly and said, "It's true that it's true when I see it today!"
"In theory, even if my husband and I join forces, we should not be able to defeat the magic that the soul demon left in your magic form! But you underestimate Wang Lang too much!"
Wang Ningzhi smiled slightly and said, "This poem is certainly a collection of poems in Lanting, but it was also written by me for my master!"
"Your teacher!" The demon monk's expression was stagnant, and then he felt extremely frightened. Isn't Wang Ningzhi's master Sun Entian Master?
Most of the poems in Lanting's collection of poems are simple in artistic conception, which can only be said to be the temporary spirit of the book, and the Taoist connotation is not very wonderful.
However, the Lanting Collection has a preface of famous works that can be passed down through the ages, and Wang Xizhi sublimated it into a great supernatural power. Therefore, the collection of poems in Lanting can all attract the blessing of the Lanting Collection. This poem happens to depict the charm of a generation of heavenly masters.
In this way, it will almost certainly lead to the induction of the Heavenly Master.
As long as the Heavenly Master responds slightly, he can invite the next incarnation on the spot!
Not to mention that Sun En himself is now entangled with the Supreme Elder of Jiuyou Dao, the Demon Juquan, on the Zhuque Bridge next to him. Once this poem is written, the opponent will almost die!
The demon monk knew that Wang Ningzhi was practicing the art of seeking gods under Sun En's sect.
This person is quite incredible in the path of Taoism and is far behind his younger brother, but he can only get a little bit of this way.
But he didn't expect that the small technique of asking for the gods was so high that a mere technique of asking for the gods was actually cultivated by him to such a state.
By all kinds of chances, even the incarnation of the Heavenly Master was invited!
He shook the ink branches in the Mo Man's hand he had picked up, and twisted the demon monk into mud. Wang Ningzhi and Xie Daoyuan saluted respectfully and sent the Mo Man to slowly disperse.
"You can teach me to look at you with admiration today!"
Xie Daoyuan smiled slightly and said.
Wang Ningzhi's expression was not at all relaxed, but he just smiled bitterly: "If my teacher had not allowed him to open up the magical powers Lanting Preface, I was afraid that I would not even be able to move any of the magical wills! I would not be able to come down!"
Xie Daoyun picked up a white piece from the chessboard in front of her and said, "For some reason, Jiankang's city protection formation did not rise. Now the devil takes the people of the city as the qualifying force and asks me to be restrained. The three heavenly masters must have all their strength to entangle with the heavenly demons!"
"I set up a formation here, spreading from Wuyi Lane to both sides, gradually protecting the south of the city; Wang Zhiyuan kept ringing bells, protecting the east of the city; the Taoist temple came from the river in the north of the city, and could protect the north of the city!"
"Now there is no one in the west of the city to protect it!"
"Then is where Taichu Palace is. Sima's family didn't move for some reason, so he ordered Jiang...I'll go and take a look!"
Wang Ningzhi greeted his wife and was about to leave.
Just as I took a step, the sound of surging tides came from the walls of the north of the city near the river.
The river water surged wildly, overwhelming the city wall, hanging like a water curtain. In the water curtain were countless dragons, pythons and poisonous snakes entangled together. A poisonous dragon was on the city wall. As the huge body twisted, the city wall that did not raise the city protection formation was suddenly broken.
The poisonous dragon opened its mouth and sprayed a stream of red poisonous mist. Wherever it went, all the creatures died, and even the stubborn stones were stained with stubbornness and were corroded into white foam.
Dozens of dragons, insects and snakes that had at least condensed poisonous pills rushed into the city by driving poisonous water. A stream of gorgeous poisonous miasma rushed towards the Taoist priests in the Taoist cemetery.
A Taoist priest who was leading the Taoist temple turned into a giant flame god, spitting out a blue and blue true fire, burning the spreading miasma poisonous fog.
Among the groups of dragons, a small and small green poisonous snake, only about a foot long, twisted its body.
Suddenly, it ejected like a sharp arrow and passed through the chest of the flame giant.
The flame giant, ten feet tall, gradually extinguished in his chest.
Then the entire fire man flew away, revealing the Taoist corpse that had turned into white bones.
Xie Daoyun fell several pieces and the black and white chess pieces were connected in an instant. A light curtain rose up, blocking the gap in the city wall. Wang Ning drove Molong and was about to head north of the city when he heard someone shouting him, "Don't be anxious!"
Wang Ningzhi turned around when he heard the sound, but saw Xie Xuan landing behind him with a sword. Although his expression was not very calm, he was not as panicked as others.
"Today's Demon Tribulation was caused by Sima's rebellion and allowing the devil's way to do it. The Imperial Heaven Supervision can no longer activate the Four-Symbol Zhoutian Array. Now there are people guarding them in the east, south and north of the city. You and I go to the Imperial Heaven Supervision Office and restart the Four-Symbol Zhoutian Array so that we can completely eliminate the Demon Tribulation!"
"You can be in the north of the city!" Wang Ningzhi hesitated a little.
"Your brother is in the north of the city!"
"Shengzhi him..." Wang Ningzhi was speechless.
"In addition to Xianzhi, there is another person here!" A stiff smile appeared on Xie Xuan's face, and he flashed away, saying, "The three heavenly masters have long planned to take action when Sima colluded with the Demon Sect. Although Sima may not dare to take the blame for the world, in order to prevent the situation, we have prepared an opponent for him..."
"Although I was lucky enough to prove the Yang God, I was not as good as this person. Speaking of which, compared to my father, this person can be called the No. 1 Yang God in the Middle Earth!"
Wang Ningzhi's face changed a little, and he said in surprise and joy: "Father is here too!"
Xie Xuan's expression was extremely solemn: "We didn't expect that the Demon Dao could actually have a way to lower the supreme evil curse, which delayed the power of the Great Jin Divine Dao, causing the second line of defense to be lost except for the Jiankang Formation. Now, although the righteous and evil sides have a little upper hand and have initially controlled the situation in the city, the Demon Dao is good at lurking. Taking advantage of this chaos, I don't know how to sneak into those vital places and hurt many fellow workers..."
"And although the three heavenly masters tried their best to suppress the three heavenly demons, if there is a heavenly demon who ignores themselves and wants to destroy Jiankang, we will be very passive."
"Therefore, the key to this game is to see when we can restore the Jiankang formation!"
"As long as you recover one minute later, you will be in danger of accident!"
Wang Ningzhi said solemnly: "In this way, the most dangerous place in Taichu Palace!"
"I am afraid that most of the strength of the Demonic Dao will gather in Taichu Palace, and the Sima family's head and rat are not trusted."
Xie Xuan said: "The chaos in the city is mostly just used by the demons to confuse us and drag us down. Their real arrangement is probably still on the Taichu Palace!"
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In the Imperial Heaven Prison, a young man with a look of evil spirits, holding a folding fan in his hand, walked on the body of the Imperial Heaven Prison officer and came to the hub of the Four Symbols Cymbalance, before the magic weapon "Army Sky Order".
Around the Yin and Yang family corpses from the Imperial Heavenly Prison were everywhere.
As the bronze casting of the armillary sphere was driven by the dragon vein, digital true magic appeared around at some point.
Chapter completed!