He Ping looked at it with real eyes. The ghost's figure seemed to be frozen, and even the black umbrella could not turn.

He clasped his fingers, pulled the rope left and right, and the silk strings extended between his palms and turned into a small net.

"…The beginning has no beginning. One analysis three. The extreme endless source. Heaven is one, one earth is one, one two, one three..."

He Ping kept reciting mantras in his mouth, but his eyes were staring at the direction of the evil ghost.

I saw a black shadow lingering around, protecting the evil ghost's body in the center, but the remaining power of the formation had faded and there was no ability to protect it anymore.

"The opportunity is here!"

He Ping quickly finished chanting the mantra, and at the same time bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed the blood on the silk thread between his palms.

As the blood mist sprays out, changes arise—

The "invisible string" quickly turned from calm and shadowless to blood-red, and extended along the tips of his fingers toward the void. Hundreds of thin strings, like countless blood vessels, expanded outward from the sedan chair, like a huge spider web, falling down in the sky.

"Go!"

He swung his hands, and the silk thread changed and turned into countless silk-wrapped ropes and rolled up the black fog-like figures of evil spirits from all directions.

The ghost's body is not a real thing, but a phantom. Unexpectedly, it is wrapped in layers of blood-colored silk threads, as if it was pinned down in place and unable to move.

This evil ghost also wanted to struggle, but it was difficult to get rid of it. As the blood light on the blood-colored silk thread eroded into the ghost body, it became more and more dull. Even the black mist protecting it gradually soaked out a trace of vermilion red.

"I don't believe in this 'Eight Yuan Locking Technique' and can't suppress you."

He Ping sneered.

"The Soul-Binding Shadow, the Eight Yuan Locking Skeleton, and the Movement Curse", these three gate-barrier mantras are three powerful ban methods recorded in "Invisible Secret Collection".

The volume of "Invisible Secret Collection" records that as long as you learn these three prohibition methods, as long as you don't encounter masters at the level of Taoism, other enemies can rely on these three secret techniques to fight.

Among these three forbidden methods, He Ping only learned the eight-yuan lock skeleton known as the "spider-bound technique". Now he spent his own essence and blood to launch it, and he achieved success with one blow.

"it's all over."

He looked cold and moved his hands and launched a fatal offensive. In an instant, the silk strings were twisted and twisted, and the evil ghost had no room for struggle. The black fog all over his body burst out and was suddenly wiped out.

"How can a mere ghost fight against my forbidden law? Cough cough cough..."

Because of using the secret technique of Eight Yuan Locking Skeleton, He Ping wasted a lot of energy. However, he was also very glad that if it were not for the evil spirit who was hosting the Killing Soul Blood Sculpture, he would not have been so smooth.

"Ghosts are stupid. If they were living people, they would abandon the ancestral hall and attack me in close distance. My spirit-exploding witch is powerful, but if you are too close to me, you will also be involved."

He Ping is his family knowing his family affairs, and his spirit-explosive witch is not so easy to use. If he does not count the distance when using it, it will affect him.

This time he did this, the Chen Clan Ancestral Hall was seriously damaged. In an instant, he, who was located in the sedan chair, noticed some minor changes—

A strange vibration suddenly came from the ground, and a scattered momentum of wind and clouds appeared in the surrounding air, and the turbulent ghost energy that filled the village also retreated like a thin mist.

"It seems that this soul blood formation of the Silent Soul Blood is broken by me. It seems that the ghost formation in the village is about to be broken, but it has nothing to do with me. It's better to take away the 'town' here as soon as possible and leave this formation quickly..."

At this time, several uninjured paper puppets began to clean the battlefield. In front of the gate covered with bricks, stone rubble and dust, one of them picked up a black umbrella.

"Can this black umbrella be a magic weapon or something...?"

He was careful when fighting before. Now He Ping noticed that this black umbrella was a bit extraordinary. The Immortal Puppet Sect mainly refines puppets and manipulates puppets, and does not make any magic weapons. However, he also heard that many Taoist masters from sects can refine various magic weapons. Maybe this umbrella is a kind of magic weapon.

"It should be a good thing, so I will take it back..."

He Ping was afraid that there would be magic restrictions or other backhands on the umbrella, so he wrapped the blood-colored silk threads of the remaining "Eight Yuan Lock Bones" around the umbrella in order to temporarily suppress them, and ordered the paper puppets to go deep into the ancestral hall to investigate.

For the sake of safety, he would not go in himself. At least he would wait until the paper puppets investigated it before he would take action.

After all, He Ping is a man who cherishes his life and does not want him to be attacked by the enemy because of an accident.

Not long after, the paper puppets cleared out the rubble fragments of the pillow and found a room hidden behind the middle hall in the collapsed hall, full of black spirit tablets.

The room emits a smell of incense, candles, paper money burned. Judging from the internal layout of this ancestral hall, this should be the location of the array eye.

“Huh?”

He Ping's sedan chair was carried to the door. He blinked and found a female corpse in red lying in the room.

She had a beautiful face. She was a beauty during her lifetime, but there was a clear mark on her neck at this time.

The woman died, her skin turned black, and a layer of black gas could be vaguely seen permeating it.

"I died with resentment. This corpse is placed in this evil house again. This is a disaster!"

He noticed a layer of white fluff on the woman's hands that were hanging down from her sleeves.

"If this thing is not handled, it may be possible to transform into a corpse!"

The woman's face also grew faint white hair, the two children were dark red, and their faces were a little hideous. It seemed that after a few hours, they would completely transform into a corpse...

However, He Ping didn't care about the corpse transformation of women. Even if it was transformed, what was there to be afraid of? Even the half-ghost and half-corpse-seated Qinggui couldn't stop his "Milu Sword". He really didn't care much about it just a white-haired zombie.

"By the way, zombies are rare. There are also several types of puppets in the puppet making technique of the Immortal Puppet, which requires corpse skin as material for refining."

Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced at the female corpse a few more times.

With a "bang", the tablet table in the room was lifted up, and there was a person hiding below.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

The man was wearing a blue dress, holding his head with his hands, curled up together, and his expression fell into madness. Seeing this man's condition, the paper doll knocked him out.

"It's him."

After glanced at this person, He Ping knew that he was the servant who assassinated Jie San, and he didn't know why he hid here. There was also this female corpse, who should have come here with him. After all, this female corpse should not have been dead for long.

"The town is here, search for it carefully."

He looked around and began to search for the things hidden in the eyes of the formation.

A few paper puppets walked around and found that the bricks on the ground were strange, so they broke them hard. They really found a dark grid hidden under the bluestone bricks, and this dark grid really hid something.

When the thing was taken out from the ground by the paper puppet, He Ping was also shocked.

It turns out that this is a statue of a Bodhisattva made of black stone. The stone is smooth and smooth to the touch. The outline of the statue is somewhat shaped and has a very rough workmanship.
Chapter completed!