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    After Lao Dao opened his eyes again, in the corridor more than 20 meters away, an evil ghost with a height of about 2.5 meters, a blood-red body and two sharp horns on his head appeared in front of him.  Even though he has been practicing Taoism for nearly seventy years, this is the first time he has seen such a fierce ghost, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

    " How this fierce ghost, who seems to be a very advanced ghost cultivator, appears in a densely populated place like a city, makes the old Taoist puzzled.  However, the current situation is critical, and even if you have all kinds of questions in your mind, you can only put them aside temporarily.

    "Retreat quickly, or you will regret it too late!"

    The old Taoist shouted in his mouth, but his men were not slow. He took out a whole stack of yellow talismans from his arms and scattered them throughout the passage.  Then, four small colored flags were positioned between these yellow symbols according to their positions.  For a moment, the yin and yang in the entire passage immediately changed dramatically, and a layer of light mist spread. In just a moment, the entire passage was covered in it, almost to the point where you could hardly see your fingers.

    "Qimen Dunjia."

    Ning Qinghua, who was thousands of meters away on a tall building, saw the formation laid out by the old Taoist through Wang Jie's vision, and couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth.

    If Wang Jie is really an ordinary ghost cultivator, then there is a chance that he will be trapped in the formation.  You must know that the ghost lineage, due to the loss of the physical body, is extremely susceptible to the influence of various qi forces from the outside world.  Only by cultivating the Nascent Soul can one reshape the physical body.  Therefore, the temperament of ghost cultivators is often affected by the qi of the region where they live. In the eyes of ascetics, ghost cultivators are often people with extreme temperaments. This is the reason.

    Therefore, when dealing with ghost cultivators, Qimen Formation, a technique that disrupts the surrounding Qi, can often achieve miraculous results.  However, the old Taoist in front of him was too weak, and the formation he set up only covered a distance of thirty or forty meters. In Ning Qinghua's eyes, he was just like a child's plaything.  Even without his own guidance, he would never be able to stop an old man like Wang Jing.  Besides, Wang Ji is not just a ghost cultivator.

    Seeing the sudden appearance of the Qimen formation, Wang Ji grinned. The voice was very penetrating. He waved his two knee-length arms in front of him, and the nine-point faint phosphorus fire ignited out of thin air to protect him.  This is not an ordinary phosphorus fire. These nine flames glowing with green light are burning extremely pure Yin evil energy, which Wang Xiao collected in the abyss of the main hall.  For a person with a cultivation level like Lao Dao, even if he has a little bit of it, his inner origin will be damaged.  If it is hit head-on by any flower, the three souls and seven souls will definitely be burned up by it.

    The old Taoist who was hiding at the eye of the formation suddenly turned extremely ugly when he saw the nine evil phosphorus fires that suddenly appeared.

    Ever since he entered the Danding Sect at the age of ten, the old Taoist has devoted himself to cultivation for nearly seventy years. Although he is not considered to be a highly skilled person in the sect, in the past twenty or thirty years, he has experienced a lot of experience in the world of mortals.  There were also many ghosts and ghosts encountered during this period, including many ghost cultivators who had practiced Taoism and opened up their spiritual wisdom, but none of them caused much trouble to the old Taoist.

    It can be said that in today's peaceful world, the number of ghosts and ghosts is very small. In addition, due to the huge changes in the environment due to human activities, many Jedi death places that are prone to ghosts and ghosts have been destroyed.  Lose.  This situation is almost equivalent to breaking the foundation of ghost cultivation.

    However, the behavior of the ghost cultivator in front of him was simply appalling.  This kind of Yin evil phosphorus fire that can burn all living souls, without more than two to three hundred years of hard training, ordinary Yin souls cannot cultivate even one.  And at this moment, Jiuduo appeared in front of him. If the records in the sect's classics are correct, this ghost cultivator may have been practicing for no less than eight hundred years.

    Eight hundred years of practice is almost equivalent to the stage of Dzogchen when a monk condenses the golden elixir.  With the knowledge of an experienced Taoist, the various monastic sects currently living in seclusion, even those old antiques hiding behind the scenes, probably do not have such a long life.

    Unexpectedly, just by helping the master uncle go down the mountain to repay the favor, he would be kicked onto the iron plate.

    As the saying goes, the older you are, the less courageous you are.  This veteran undoubtedly understood the truth. The ghost cultivator was naturally pointing at Wang Keqiang in the ward behind him.  And it is obvious that it is impossible for such a ghost cultivator to enter a densely populated city.  You must know that ghosts are yin in nature, but cities are the places where yang energy is most concentrated.  Even with the profound spiritual practice of the ghost cultivator in front of me, staying in the city for too long may damage the origin of ghost cultivation.

    "boom!"

    The old man retreated sharply and ran into the ward behind him.  In the ward, Wang Keqiang was only awake for a moment, and now he fell into a deep coma again.  The leader's proud disciple tapped Wang Keqiang's pulse and used his own spiritual power to force the evil spirit out of the opponent's body bit by bit.

    "Junior brother, leave quickly!"

    Being able to be accepted as a direct disciple by the head of the Danding Sect, this young Taoist is not onlyHe is an upper-class person in terms of spiritual practice, and he is also a well-informed person. When he saw the old Taoist bumping in from the door in a rather embarrassed manner, he naturally understood in his heart what must have happened outside.

    "Brother, what's the matter? It's so urgent!"

    The little Taoist priest sat up from his chair, immediately took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a pill that glowed pale yellow, and threw it into his mouth.

    Among the many fellow cultivators in China, the Alchemy Sect is an authority in the field of alchemy.  Every year, many ascetics from all over the country come to the door with gifts, many of them are big-shot elites of other sects.

    Within about half a minute of swallowing the pill, the spiritual power that had just been consumed by Wang Keqiang was completely replenished in the body. What's more, the purity of his spiritual power was actually improved to a certain extent.

    Seeing the young Taoist priest swallow the pill in his mouth, a trace of anger flashed in the old Taoist's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

    ¡°There¡¯s a ghost cultivator coming from outside, and I¡¯m afraid he¡¯s here to take this kid¡¯s life!¡±

    "It's just a ghost cultivator, senior brother, don't worry."

    Although the old Taoist is much older than the other party, his status in the sect is obviously not as good as that of the young Taoist who is only twenty-five or six.  Originally, according to my own idea, I was unwilling to go with this senior brother when I went down the mountain. If it weren't for the repeated warnings of my master, my junior brother would still look down on the so-called senior brother in front of me.

    Having practiced Taoism for nearly seventy years, the Taoist practice is not as good as his own. Naturally, the young Taoist priest feels very contemptuous.  Therefore, seeing the old Taoist looking anxious, he didn't take it too seriously.

    Just because you can't deal with this useless senior brother doesn't mean you can't deal with him either.  Moreover, in order to protect himself, when he was about to go down the mountain, the master handed him a counterfeit forbidden weapon that was the most precious treasure of the Zhenpai.

    With such a treasure in hand, how could the little ghost cultivator put it in the heart of this young Taoist priest?

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