[Magic Dao Patriarch·Chen Qingling] Lan's Night Hunting Notes

Chapter 8

Looking at the Fengxie disk with the motionless pointer, Lan Jingyi spun around in a circle, closed the Fengxie disk in his hand in a daze, and walked towards Lan Sizui, "Sizhui, something is wrong."

Lan Sizhui waved his hand, and the disciples of the Lan family behind him stopped in their tracks.

"What did you find?"

Lan Si caught up with the first few steps and came to Lan Jingyi, her voice was warm and moist, like a high-quality ancient jade, pure and beautiful.

"The pointer of the Fengxie plate still hasn't moved at all," Lan Jingyi puffed her cheeks and complained, "If it wasn't that there was something wrong with the Fengxie plate made by Yiling Patriarch, it was because there was no evil on Dafan Mountain at all. Li Sha! Have we been tricked by someone? There is no yin here, okay?"

After listening, Lan Sizui took out his Fengxie disk from his Qiankun bag, opened the lid, looked at the pointer on the Fengxie disk, closed the Fengxie disk again, and nodded, "The Fengxie disk did not change, but If there are no evil spirits on Dafan Mountain, how can the seven townspeople’s soul-loss disease be explained? Could it be that besides soul-eating beasts and soul-eating demons, there are other things that can steal people’s souls?"

"It can't be that this Fengxie plate is wrong, right? It was made by Yiling Patriarch." Lan Jingyi tossed the Fengxie plate a few times before putting it back into the Qiankun bag, as if remembering something again, and wrinkled Nose, "Those people are really, they are using the magic weapon made by Yiling Patriarch, but they still have the face to curse Yiling Patriarch, if you really hate Yiling Patriarch, don't use the things he invented , just like that Yunmeng Jiang clan, who said they don’t need it, so they don’t need it, hey, speaking of it this way, Sect Master Jiang still has some advantages.”

Although Sect Master Jiang sees people from Gusu Lan Sect, especially Hanguang-Jun, he will make all kinds of cynicism and ridicule, but compared to other immortal sects, it is still pretty good .When the brothers and sisters of the family who went down the mountain to hunt at night returned to Yunshen, they also told the juniors of the Gusu Lan clan that Sect Master Jiang would save them when they were in danger. All kinds of fancy taunts began...

"Jing Yi, don't disrespect the teacher, you can't speak right and wrong behind your back." Lan Sizhui said helplessly.

"I'm just praising Sect Master Jiang." Lan Jingyi put his arms around Lan Sizhui's shoulders and said with a smile, "I didn't say anything bad about him."

"Yun Shen doesn't know where to go, don't hook your shoulders."

"Ah, ah, Si Zhui, don't memorize the family rules, this is not where Yun Shen doesn't know."

Lan Ziling looked expressionlessly at Lan Jingyi who was troubled by Lan Sizhui again, turned her head without looking, her gaze inadvertently swept across a bush behind her, a blue light flashed, and the spirit sword came out of its sheath, "Who is that?" Over there!"

The juniors of the Lan Clan were all startled, pinched the sword formula in their hands, turned around, the spirit sword was unsheathed, and struck like lightning towards the place Lan Ziling attacked, and the grove was completely destroyed by the eight-handed spirit sword .

With one hand retracted, the absurd returned it, Lan Jingyi danced a sword flower, and walked quickly in front of Lan Ziling, her eyes fixed on the place that had turned into a pit, the pit was empty, and there was no blood The wreckage, as if no one or anything had ever existed there, "Ziling, what's wrong?"

Lan Ziling's face was serious, "Someone is following us."

Lan Jingyi thought for a while, changed the absurdity to hold it with his left hand, took out a talisman from the Qiankun bag with his right hand, walked to the side of the earth pit, clamped the talisman with the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and slammed it quickly over the earth pit. With a swipe of the ground, he immediately threw the talisman to a place where no one was around, and the thrown talisman "Boom!!" exploded into a ball of faint blue flames.

While their hearts trembled, the disciples of the Lan family couldn't help feeling the urge to hold their foreheads and sigh.

This talisman is Lan Jingyi's talisman created by referring to the incantations on the Fengxie plate. Created a spirit detection talisman that can detect residual aura.The spirit detection talisman is extremely practical, but it is also extremely dangerous. Of course, it does not mean that it will bite the user back, but after it detects the remaining spiritual power, it will analyze the spiritual master's repair method according to the amount of remaining spiritual power. For the level, and the spirit-seeking talisman will also very intimately produce explosive fireballs of different colors that match it to remind the user...

Therefore, every time they use the spirit detection talisman, they must prepare themselves for being bombed.

And the cultivation level represented by the faint blue fire light is not something that this group of juniors can handle.

Lan Sizhui frowned slightly, exchanged glances with Lan Jingyi, recalled his sword Xinglan, "Let's continue to set off, be more vigilant."

The juniors of the Lan family continued to move forward, but they no longer only paid attention to whether there is Yin Qi in Dafan Mountain as before, but began to pay attention to all the troubles around them.

Walking to a cemetery, everyone raised their vigilance again.

Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi suddenly caught an afterimage passing by the withered yellow and withered grass, and looked at each other. Lan Jingyi flashed away, and the next moment he unsheathed ridiculously. In front of him, "Who! Sneaky!"

Lan Sizhui led people to follow him, and seeing an old man holding a cane, he raised his hand to hold Lan Jingyi's right wrist, and pressed it down, and Lan Jingyi also followed Lan Sizhui's force. Put down his hand, but the absurd still did not withdraw the scabbard.

"Old man," Lan Sizhui slowed down, "what are you doing here?"

The old man tremblingly raised his finger and pointed to the cemetery, his voice was old, "I am here to guard the cemetery."

"I thought I caught something evil." Hearing this, Lan Jingyi put the absurdity into the scabbard slowly without interest, "So it's a gravekeeper."

"Old man," Lan Sizhui continued to ask, "How long have you been here?"

The old man shook his head, "I can't remember."

It may be because no one has spoken to him for too long, so when facing Lan Sizhui, the obedient boy who likes the old man the most, the old man can almost be said to talk about his experience and what he knows. It turned out that he was guarding the cemetery here under the order of Master Wen, but unexpectedly, more and more people died, and more and more tombs were built. In the end, a lot of evil spirits were attracted.

And the strangest place on Dafan Mountain is the Tiannv Temple on the top of the mountain.There is a dancing goddess in the Tiannv Temple, which is a stone that looks exactly like a human being. Incense was offered.

Lan Sizhui sorted out the information he had learned so far, and said to Lan Jingyi, "Let's go to Tiannu Temple to see, maybe we can find something."

"En." Lan Jingyi nodded.

They all clasped their swords together and bowed their hands to salute, thanking the old man, "Thank you, old man."

Straightening up, looking at the confused old man, Lan Jingyi suddenly smiled, "Old man, you always answer every question, we are really afraid that you memorized the answers in advance and have been preparing to answer difficult questions for us. "

The voice of the old man who was repeating "Master Wen still said, still said" stopped suddenly.

"Jingyi," Lan Sizhui turned around, "Leave."

"Okay." Lan Jingyi saluted the old man again, turned around and followed Lan Sizhui's pace.

Holding a cane, the old man squinted his eyes to watch the disciples of the Gusu Lan family leave. After a long time, he walked out of the cemetery expressionlessly, and disappeared into the woods without a trace.

On the other side, the disciples of the Gusu Lan clan who were walking side by side in two rows silently began to check the talismans and seals in their Qiankun bags.

"Sizhui," Lan Jingyi, who distanced himself a little from the crowd, held Lu Lu in his hand, and walked in a flickering manner. After being glanced at by Lan Sizhui, he walked in a serious manner, "What is this 'old man'?" Which road is it? Is it the person who threw the left arm in Mojiazhuang? Or the rich and generous man who bought off the storyteller in Yongxianlou? Or the person who followed us secretly? Or ..." His eyes darkened suddenly, "These three passersby are actually one passerby?"

"It's not yet possible to judge, but we have to go to the Tiannv Temple."

Lan Sizhui was smart since he was a child, and because of his childhood experience, he was even more quick-witted. When the left arm in Mojiazhuang appeared, he noticed something strange. Later, the behavior of the storyteller in Yongxianlou aroused his attention. It seems that this group of juniors has become a flag in the hands of others without knowing it, stepping into the chess game set by others, and it is difficult to get out.

There must be some weirdness in the Tiannv Temple, and it may even be very dangerous. However, for them, this is also a good opportunity to find out who is behind the scenes.

Therefore, Tiannv Temple must be visited!

Mountain top

Tiannv Temple

Lan Sizhui and others walked into the Tiannv Temple to observe the surrounding environment of the Tiannv Temple, while Lan Jingyi took out the Fengxie plate from the Qiankun bag again, opened the lid of the Fengxie plate, raised it up and down, swayed it left and right, Shake it, shake it again, shake it again, and it will almost blow it up, and no matter how Lan Jingyi tosses, the pointer of the Fengxie plate remains motionless.

"Tch, sooner or later I will improve this Fengxie dish!" Lan Jingyi put away the Fengxie dish sullenly, looked at the dilapidated Tiannv Temple again, and said strangely, "I heard from the locals that this day the Tiannv Temple makes a wish. It’s very clever, why is it so dilapidated, and I don’t ask anyone to clean it.” Just as he was talking, the Qiankun bag in his pocket suddenly became hot, and Lan Jingyi subconsciously raised his hand to hold his chest, and looked around in puzzlement .

Could it be that there is still something in the temple for women today?

Lan Sizhui was squatting down to check the ground under the stone platform, he could faintly see some messy lines remaining on the ground, Lan Sizhui secretly speculated in his mind what the original appearance of these lines was, could it be... a formation?

"It's just a broken rock."

The youthful voice that I had just heard not long ago rang out outside the Tiannv Temple. The disciples of the Lan family looked back and saw Jin Ling walking in with his hands behind his back, followed by a group of monks from other families.

Jin Ling glanced at the dancing girl, and snorted coldly, "I don't know who put it here and made it a god, and dare to put it here and be worshiped by people! It's ridiculous! These rural villagers burn incense and worship Buddha all day long to ask gods. Ghost, but I don’t know that the gods and Buddhas can’t take care of themselves, how can I control them! What’s more, it’s a wild god with no name or title!”

Jin Ling walked to Lan Sizhui's side and stopped, glanced at Lan Sizhui, with a bit of provocation, "If you really want to be so spiritual, then I will make a wish now, that this soul-eating thing in Dafan Mountain will appear right now In front of me, can it do it?"

The monks following behind Jin Ling immediately echoed and made a noise.

Lan Sizhui shook his head secretly, suddenly a monk stepped forward and stared blankly at the dancing girl, Lan Sizhui was suspicious, and also looked at the dancing girl, he really saw something wrong with this look, the dancing girl's There was an inexplicable sense of familiarity in the expression and posture, could it be that he had seen it before?

Lan Sizhui was about to take a few steps forward to take a closer look, but the cultivator suddenly fell to the ground, everyone hurriedly surrounded him, Lan Ziling squeezed over, knelt down and took out a silver needle to prick him a few times, frowning, Looking back at Lan Sizhui, "The soul has been taken away."

"what?!"

Everyone was startled, turned their heads, and the sky was filled with blood, covering the entire field of vision. In the blood, the dancing girl slowly showed a smile.