The old demon Kuisu could understand what Su Jing meant, and responded coldly: "Discuss? You block my way, ruin my affairs, and kill my people. Is there anything else to discuss?" His tone was very tough, but he didn't
When you take action, you are already discussing.
"Blocking your way? Ruining your business?" The man with phoenix eyes suddenly laughed, but there was no smile in his voice: "It's obviously you who blocked my way and ruined my business."
Patriarch Kuisu frowned and said coldly: "What are you talking about! If you Taoist friends really want to have a discussion, please stop playing riddles."
"Dragon Vein." The unprovoked word suddenly came out, and the phoenix-eyed man's eyes suddenly became sharp, looking directly at the old devil through the sky and the earth.
A bright light shone brightly in the eyes of Patriarch Kuisu. He immediately narrowed his eyes and stared at Su Jing like a poisonous snake.
Just by the flash of light in the old devil's eyes, Su Jing knew that he had guessed correctly.
Returning to Zhenye Mountain City, with evil spirits hanging around, Su Jing couldn't figure out what they wanted. Until he settled in the old house of the Bai family, the study room of past family heads, the real core of the city, calming down and recuperating in preparation for war, he faintly felt
I noticed a hint of 'true dragon spirit'.
Of course, I didn't hear the dragon's roar or see the dragon's shape, it was just a glimmer of "weather" that I detected because of my sharp five senses. If it were a cultivator next to me, even if my cultivation was stronger and my five senses were sharper, I wouldn't be able to recognize this sight.
Dragon is a divine creature, how many people can see it in the mortal world?
But Su Jing had personally witnessed a giant snake turning into a dragon and slaying a dragon with his own hands, so he immediately recognized this phenomenon.
The Eastern Han Dynasty has always paid attention to the "dragon vein" in all dynasties. It sounds mysterious but it is true. During the Great Flood, the country was stable, the country was prosperous and the people were strong, and there was a true dragon to protect it.
It's just that the dragon veins occupied by the Bai family are not in the ancestral graves, and are no longer in the imperial city, but in Zhenye Mountain City, under their former residence!
Don't tell anyone else about this matter, not even the Bai family themselves know about it.
While in the study room, Su Jing made a detailed inspection of the 'True Dragon Spirit' and found that it contained some dark aura. This was once again the skill of a bereaved disciple.
After thinking about it carefully, I dare not say that he has it all figured out, but at least Su Jing has a guess in his mind.
The happy-robed ghost was imprisoned deep underground by the senior master;
There is a Yin evil earth vein nearby where the mourning object was suppressed. The Xipao ghost relied on this earth evil to refine the thirteen ghost bodies for himself;
Later, the sealing formation was broken and the Xipao Gui escaped. Needless to mention the killing of ghosts and ransacking the house, Su Jing thought of something else: What if the Yin evil energy was condensed by a mourning dragon, and this energy was broken by the Xipao Gui again?
During the ban, the Qi gradually dispersed into the human world. When the Zhenye Mountain City was being built, they followed the instructions of Master Kanyu and made a good layout for gathering Qi and concentrating the mind. All the Qi that overflowed naturally went to their Bai family.
In the study room, Su Jing raised his eyebrows slightly at the beginning of his meditation and guessed the origin of an emperor's fortune. Su Jing thought it was quite interesting at the time.
There are countless cities, big and small, in the Eastern Earth World, but only Zhenye Mountain has dragon veins. If the evil heretics come here, why not because of the dragon veins?
In the sword prison, Su Jing patted the brocade bag, and the demons in the sky told him that he was going to use magic, and everyone was on alert! Su Jing took out a book, murmured a few magic spells in his mouth, and said "Ji",
The front and back covers of the book spread out, like wings swinging, and the book flew up like a bird, straight into the sky, and soon flew in front of Patriarch Kuisu.
Su Jing said seriously: "Read this book!"
The old devil reached out to take the book and took a look. There were two big characters on the cover - Tu Wan.
The Dongtu Han Family has been popular for hundreds of years and is the most famous fantasy story.
The old devil flicked his wrist, and the good story turned into confetti and said: "I am tired of seeing the mysterious things, so if you have anything to say, please speak directly."
"This book is compiled, but the opening chapter is true." It was expected that the old devil would not read the book, and it would be evil if the other party opened it with gusto. Su Jing responded: "Almost four sixties ago,
The high-ranking little master uncle from Lishan killed an evil ghost here and saved the lives of the whole city. As a side note, that Su Jing really has some skills. One day, if you fellow Taoists meet him, you'd better add one
Be very careful."
After praising 'Uncle Lishan', Su Jing changed the topic: "I am the direct disciple of Shen Shiyuan. According to the legend, there is a Yin evil energy channel hidden under Zhenye Mountain City, which is of great benefit to my family's practice.
It’s a pity that in ancient times, a major cultivator formed a formation here to ban a powerful ghost, and the good and evil veins were also sealed, so we can only look back and sigh!"
"Unexpectedly, more than two hundred years ago, the ban was broken and the evil spirits were eliminated. Haha, Su Jingjing never imagined that he killed the ferocious creature and actually did me a great favor! The Yin evil energy veins were revealed again, and I
Why are you being so polite? I naturally came here to practice the Dharma and practice corpse cultivation." At this point, Su Jing laughed, his phoenix eyes and painted skin looking strangely awe-inspiring.
"I am hiding underground alone, practicing hard." Su Jing waved his hand, and the thirteen evil spirits behind him took a step at the same time. Su Jing continued: "These thirteen evil ghosts are the ones I sacrificed from the Yin evil spirit.
It was refined, Kuisu, you have some discernment, take a closer look, it’s not bad!”
At this point, Su Jing burst out laughing, his eyes full of pride. The thirteen zombies seemed to realize that their master was happy because of him, and they all raised their heads and howled fiercely.
The mourning cultivators laughed, the corpses screamed angrily, and they were wrapped together and soared into the sky. In the blink of an eye, the sky and the earth changed color and a sinister wind blew up!
Ancestor Kuisu in the sky has a sharp eye. Even if he doesn’t understand the art of corpse refining, he can still tell that those zombies are extraordinary. Moreover, their aura is consistent with that of the Yinsha under the city. They obviously come from the same place. From this point of view,
Kuisu naturally believed what Su Jing said.
"The more I practice, the more I feel that this Yin evil energy vein is not simple. It actually reveals a true dragon atmosphere, **, it is actually a dragon vein!" Feng Mu Hua Pi's eyebrows were dancing, and he was happy from the bottom of his heart.
: "How can you come back empty-handed after crossing Baoshan Mountain? Since it is a dragon vein, if I don't refine this Yin Dragon, I will be sorry for my wife!"
"I prepared spells, set up the formation, and prepared the dragon. I spent countless thoughts, countless treasures, and an unknown amount of time. Finally, I was almost ready. When I came up to take a breath, I didn't expect it."
At this point, the mourning cultivator's expression suddenly turned sad: "I don't know where a group of evil writers came from. They hung strings on Zhenye Mountain City and laid out ferocious spells with great fanfare! Before I can figure out that you are the big evil writer, the righteous cultivator has come again.
People are coming here, Zhenye Mountain City is bustling, and I have serious troubles!"
"The most hateful thing is that the righteous monks summoned the fifty-three ginseng formation and summoned the good fortune boy Dharma. This spell was exactly in conflict with my method of seizing the dragon. My formation was immediately destroyed by the Buddha's light."
As a bereavement cultivator, you have to deal with corpses all day long, and the yin energy in your brain makes you moody. It is normal for you to laugh and curse at other times.
At this time, the mourning cultivator became furious: "I have worked so hard to arrange four Jiazi, how long have you been here? Kuisu, tell yourself, who blocked whose way, and who ruined whose business!*
* Damn it, if I kill you little bitches, it won’t even be worth the interest!”
From the beginning to the end, there are clues, context, evidence, and curse words, all of which are logical and logical. In the heavy fog and dark prison, there is no Uncle Lishan, only an angry remnant of a mourning monk.
After that, there was no more words left in the mourning monk's mouth. He started shouting obscenities to the sky.
Finally, Su Jing was careful and cast a sound-absorbing spell in the fog. He could talk to the evil spirits in the sky without any hindrance, but the righteous cultivators in the city could not hear a single word. Otherwise, a large group of righteous cultivators would first hear that Su Jing was a mourning cultivator, and then listen to what he said.
It's so shameful that Li Shan's face was thrown into the ditch by his junior uncle.
A big man as fat as a cauldron behind Patriarch Kuisu couldn't hear it, and his face was cold: "Mourning monk, if you dare to speak rudely again, I will pull out your tongue."
"You are a big bad guy!"
Can Su Jing listen to his threat? The third word was specially emphasized with a big emphasis. Then Su Jing stared and roared: "If you say one more word, I will destroy that energy immediately!"
Patriarch Kuisu waved his hand in time to stop his subordinates from getting angry: "Mourning cultivators have been using dirty words since ancient times, so don't take it seriously." After saying that, he turned to look at Su Jing: "Fellow Taoist, it's time to stop. The matter has come to an end. Don't get angry."
What’s the point?”
Su Jing cursed a few more times and finally stopped talking.
Patriarch Kuisu asked again: "What do you call fellow Taoist?"
"It's easy to say, the one who belongs to Shen Shiyuan's family is Wu Jianzuo!"
The name "Shanxi Crow" resounded throughout the Southern Wilderness, and it may not have spread to the Middle Earth. Now it can no longer be used. Su Jing himself didn't know where the idea came from, and thought of the little crow on Tiandou Mountain.
Ancestor Kuisu has a cruel temperament, but he is by no means a reckless person. What is happening before him is very clear. We are not enemies. We can even say that we share the same hatred. We met by mistake. There is plenty of room for change.
The old weirdo continued: "There has been a misunderstanding, but even if I retreat now and give up the dragon veins to fellow Taoist Wu, you will never be able to succeed. It will take as long as ten days, or as short as seven days, and the masters of the Zhengdao Tianzong will arrive.
, in just a few days, I'm afraid you won't have time to rearrange it! Why don't you withdraw from the heavy fog and leave the city to me. As for your loss, I will give you an explanation to satisfy my fellow Taoist."
Su Jing said coldly with disdain: "Are you going to compensate me? Is there anything in the world that can be worth a Yin dragon! Besides, you underestimate me too much. We disciples of Shen Shiyuan only do things according to what we have in mind."
If it doesn’t go well! If it goes well, everything will be easy to discuss and we can all be friends; if it doesn’t go well, I’ll numb him, and at worst, we’ll both die. If I’m not happy, no one else will be happy!”
"What do you want, fellow Taoist?" Patriarch Kuisu asked.
Su Jing went straight to the point: "Let's talk about it first. You created thousands of hanging threads and qi traction. What kind of magic is it? What do you want to do? You want to slaughter the city and cut off the dragon's veins. You don't have to go to such trouble! I must know that I
What's wrong with you?"
Patriarch Kuisu did not rush to answer, but asked instead: "Do you, Wu Daoyou, hate those who follow the righteous path?"
"Nonsense! I'll take revenge for destroying my sect and destroying my family, and I'll exhaust all the world to repay you!" At the mention of the righteous path, the mourning cultivator gritted his teeth with hatred, and every word was filled with hatred.
Ancestor Kuisu's anger disappeared from his eyes, and he actually laughed: "That's it, I want to borrow this city, and the spell cast by this dragon vein will definitely make Fellow Wu Dao breathe a sigh of relief." (To be continued. Please
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