"Young man Liang, you have done great deeds by presiding over the sword formation and resisting the ghosts for so long."
The old man on the donkey twirled his beard and smiled, looking like a fairy.
However, the donkey he sat on didn't seem to buy it. He grunted twice and said: "It's not because you were greedy and ruined things. You should have arrived two years ago, and you have been drunk and having fun until now. If it were later, you would have run away.
Gui Si, let me see how you, an old guy, do business!"
"Bastard thing!"
The old man on the donkey was furious, stretched out his hand and slapped it on the forehead, and angrily said: "The old man is just greedy, how can he mess up? Everything here is in my calculation. Liang Yan performed well, I want to ask him
The sect recommends this son!"
The donkey seemed to be a stubborn donkey. Although it grunted twice in pain, it still mocked: "You said it was not because of greed. The day you met Blind Man Wu, you gave him a jar of 'Lanqiao Fengyue' that he had treasured for hundreds of years."
You drank so much that you ended up hanging upside down from a tree! If I hadn’t dragged you all the way south, I would have been delayed for another two or three years!"
"You beast, do you have to expose my shortcomings in front of outsiders?"
The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at the donkey under him.
After listening to the conversation between the man and the donkey, Liang Yan had a strange look on his face. The reason was simply because the old man's voice was very familiar.
"But Senior Xiao San?"
Liang Yan suddenly asked loudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a man and a donkey who were bickering over there stopped at the same time. The white light slowly dissipated, and Liang Yan was finally able to see the old man's face clearly.
This person is none other than Xiao San, who fought against Lao Gou and others in the Yunxiao Palace.
It's just that Xiao San at that time was just an incarnation, and the old man riding a donkey backwards in front of him was his true self!
"Young man Liang, you are fine."
At this time, Xiao San smiled slightly and returned to his fairy-like appearance, without the embarrassment of arguing with the donkey before. The donkey snorted and seemed too lazy to talk nonsense with him anymore.
"Since senior is here, there is no need for a boy here." Liang Yan said with a smile. In his opinion, Xiao San's strength is unfathomable, and there should be a way to deal with this ghost who has not yet completely broken the seal.
"That's natural!"
Xiao San twisted his beard and smiled and said: "This ghost should be the heretic evil demon predicted by senior brother. Xiao spent ten years of effort to come here just to completely suppress it. You can retreat and leave it to the old Taoist."
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"Okay! Then leave it to senior."
Liang Yan put away the spell, slightly raised his hand, and his whole body turned into a ray of light, and he retreated from the sword formation.
Xiao San was riding upside down on the donkey at this moment, looking down at the big hand at the entrance of the passage between Yin and Yang, and said with a chuckle:
"Back then, fellow Daoist Yinglong used his body as a sword formation to suppress you here. Today, I want to learn from you. What magical powers do you, a beast, have?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the bundle of bamboo slips in his hand into the air.
The bamboo slips were opened, revealing hundreds of small ancient seal characters. Liang Yan took a quick glance and realized that each character contained a Taoist rhyme.
It's just that with his knowledge of cultivation, he can't see the mysterious changes at all.
The joking look on Xiao San's face disappeared at this moment, replaced by a serious look, and at the same time he murmured something: "Yao Yao is dark, yin and yang are born at the same time, it is clear that there is, and there is nothing, restrain the demon and seal the demon, Tao Qi
"lasting"
As he exported the magic formula, the hundreds of Taoist characters began to twist on the bamboo slips. In just the blink of an eye, these hundreds of characters jumped out of the bamboo slips and fell into the air, emitting light of different colors.
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The big bone-white hand at the entrance of the Yin-Yang passage was illuminated by these rays of light, and bursts of green smoke immediately appeared, and there was a tendency to melt.
"Roar!"
An unwilling roar came from the abyss, and countless black bristles suddenly grew out of the big bone hands, twisting and wriggling like tentacles.
The next moment, these hairs shot out at the same time, rushing towards Xiao San.
"Huh, what a small trick!"
Xiao San snorted coldly and did not move. However, the donkey under him sniffed and suddenly took a sharp breath. Those black haired tentacles exuding a terrifying aura were sucked into the donkey's belly.
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The donkey made a few chirping sounds in its mouth, as if chewing and savoring the taste. After a while, it actually burped, then opened its mouth and spit out a cloud of black gas.
"It's not delicious, it's not delicious, it's sour!" The donkey looked reluctant.
At the same time, those strange words in mid-air had floated down and were printed on the big bones of the hands.
There were no fierce collisions or fights, and there were no shocking killing moves. There were only puffs of blue smoke coming out, and Gui Si's terrifying hand disappeared in such a strange way.
Liang Yan had already retreated far away and was standing side by side with Wu Xin.
He looked from a distance and saw that Master Xiao San had scattered one of Gui Si's palms with a few hurried moves, and he was really shocked.
The strength of Gui Si must be greater than that of the supreme elders of the five great sects of Nanchui. Although it was just a palm, Xiao San handled it too lightly.
"It seems that this person's cultivation level is higher than I expected!" Liang Yan secretly thought in his heart.
The big hand of bones was broken up by Xiao San, and the passage connecting the Yin and Yang worlds was slowly closing at this moment, and everything seemed to be returning to normal.
However, at this moment, a gray storm swept out from the crack. This storm was extremely fast, and its target was not Xiao San, but Liang Yan and Wu Xin, who had retreated hundreds of miles away.
"Oops!"
Liang Yan was shocked. Before he could figure out what was going on, he was already caught in the storm and flew towards the entrance of the passage. The one who suffered the disaster together with him was the witch Wu Xin.
"How dare you, evil beast!"
Xiao San had a look of shock and anger on his face. He had never expected that this Gui Si, who seemed to have been defeated, would be able to do this.
The old Taoist priest raised his hand and flicked it, and a stream of white light shot out, trying to draw Liang Yan back.
However, the speed of the storm was extremely fast. Even with Xiao San's extremely high level of cultivation, this move still failed to recover the two of them. He could only watch helplessly as they were drawn into the passage between Yin and Yang.
As Liang Yan's figure disappeared, the originally large hole slowly closed, and in just a moment, only a crack remained.
The junior whom he was originally very optimistic about was kidnapped in front of his eyes, and Xiao San's face was full of annoyance.
But the next moment, he seemed to remember something, and suddenly slapped the donkey's buttocks, shouting: "Stupid donkey, why don't you spit that thing out!"
The donkey seemed to know that the situation was critical at this moment. For the first time, it did not quarrel with the old Taoist priest. Instead, it turned its lips and spit out three streaks of white light from its mouth.
Among these three white streams of light, there was faint Taoist immortal energy circulating. At this moment, like a shooting star chasing the moon, it chased the backs of Liang Yan and the two of them into the crack.
"Good boy, I wanted to recommend you to the sect, but I didn't expect you to suffer such a disaster. I hope these three talismans can help you." Xiao San said with regret as he looked at the gradually closing passage.
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As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt something in his heart and turned around to look.
I saw the twelve flying swords in the Yinglong Sword Formation, each emitting a strange black light, and then merged into one in mid-air, turning into a pitch-black long sword.
The long sword swayed slightly in mid-air, and the next moment it flew downwards like a meteor, almost indistinguishable from the three talismans of the old Taoist priest, and plunged into the crack together.
Immediately afterwards, the passage connecting the Yin and Yang realms was completely closed.
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