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The Adventure of Ghost Road Chapter I Encountered It by Myself Chapter 37: Shangqing Palace

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    Wen Fei quickly transformed into a ghost emperor, and as soon as he emerged, the entire ghost emperor's appearance was enveloped in endless white air, making the ghost emperor's appearance more solemn and awe-inspiring.  Wen Fei raised his eyes and looked again, and saw countless believers with solemn expressions, immersed in the music.  Many people looked at Wen Fei with eager eyes, almost melting him.  The eyes of these people are filled with infinite admiration and even faith Apparently after the crazy catharsis of emotions just now, the people immersed in this solemn and brilliant music have already empathized with Wen Fei.  Treat Wen Fei as a harbor deep in my heart Countless raindrops turned into incense of faith fell on the Ghost Emperor's Dharma. The Ghost Emperor's Dharma continued to grow in size, becoming clearer and even three-dimensional.  Floating three feet above Wen Fei's eyes.  Of course, such a strange scene cannot be seen by ordinary people except Wen Fei himself.  But among the crowd, there are always people with ulterior motives who can see clearly.  Just like a man who looked like a middle-aged scribe, staring at Wen Fei with burning eyes without blinking.  Although he couldn¡¯t see clearly what was going on, he could see the infinite light emanating from Wen Fei¡¯s side when he used the secret spells passed down from his master¡¯s sect. It was as hot and bright as the sun, making him almost afraid to look directly at it.  "Is this man really a god? No, it's impossible. What I saw him showing just now doesn't have any divine light at all. It should be just illusion. It's just that this illusion is more advanced. But how can he have such a strong power now?  Divine light, this is strange!" Zhang Xubai thought to himself, he was also a Taoist master. As soon as he closed his eyes for a moment, a towering talisman appeared in the sea of ????consciousness, and there were countless people on it.  Yunzhuan makes people dazzled at first glance.  A ray of light traveled over the talisman, and then a giant wearing yellow clothes and a yellow scarf appeared.  This giant is three to five feet tall, as tall as a hill.  The yellow scarf warrior bowed slightly towards Zhang Xubai and flew towards Wen Fei.  There were tens of thousands of people in the entire venue, but no one could see such a huge and burly figure, floating in the air as lightly as tissue paper, flying towards Wen.  Others couldn¡¯t see it, but Wen Fei saw it at the first sight. He was startled and thought to himself: Could this be the legendary Yellow Turban Warrior?  ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? reluctantly calmed down, waiting for the yellow scarf warrior to float closer, the thunder in the palm of his hand was ready to go.  Who knew that this yellow scarf warrior was still far away from Wen Fei, but he was illuminated by the white light.  Suddenly, the rain of light fell like a rain of arrows, pricking the yellow turban warrior with holes.  The yellow scarf warrior felt no pain at all, and after floating forward a few steps, he turned into a ball of flames and burned to ashes "It's really amazing!" Wen Fei was extremely happy when he saw this scene.  But Zhang Xubai, who saw all this from the opposite side, was shocked in his heart.  Although this yellow scarf warrior was just a small magic he used casually, it was just a test.  But what happened was still beyond his expectation.  "How can the power of this incense be so exclusive?" Zhang Xubai was puzzled.  Similarly, he could see using the secret method of his master's sect that the tens of thousands of people present were now immersed in a trance religious atmosphere under the leadership of the sound of music.  Countless wisps of white mist were generated from above their heads, and they became dense and connected.  It turned into a huge cloud like a canopy, and the Ghost Emperor's Dharma was sitting cross-legged on it. As he puffed and puffed, a long dragon-like white air was sucked in.  The huge power of faith turned into divine light and obscured everything. No one could see clearly what was going on.  "Don't dare him anymore. I just happened to meet him at the right time. If I don't want to get involved in this kind of thing, I can just leave. Everyone in the world likes to find troubles. Don't you know that curiosity is the source of troubles!" Zhang Xubai said  , pat your butt and leave.  But she felt that Wen Fei was a little weird and didn't want to deal with him.  Zhang Xubai stepped out of the crowd, although it was already dark and the city gate was closed.  But how could such an expert be stopped from such a thing?  He just smiled and ran towards the city wall.  His body swayed, emitting a faint yellow light, and when he reappeared, Zhang Xubai had already appeared outside the city wall.  At this time, a patrol of soldiers and horses happened to see the city, and their eyes almost popped out of their eyes in surprise. When they looked carefully, they saw that the figure disappeared in a flash.  The patrolling soldier rubbed his eyes again, but saw nothing.  He muttered in his heart: Damn it, I encountered something dirty, didn't I?  No, next time the Immortal Master lectures again, I have to go and listen to it Zhang Xubai's figure disappeared and appeared, and he looked at Piaoran walking away unhappily.  But it didn't take much time for a cup of tea to arrive at Cuiyun Peak on Beimang Mountain.  Although the mountain is not high, the terrain is steep. The trees on the mountain are lush and green like clouds. It is already the highest peak in the northern suburbs of Luoyang.  But saw oneThe green brick temple is small, compact and quiet.  When we got closer, we saw the grand scale and majestic palace. There were stone lions and horses outside the door, and a plaque hung high with the three characters "Shangqing Palace" written on it.  As we got closer, we saw two lines of couplets: "Mountains and rivers support embroidery households, and the sun and moon approach carved beams."  Although Zhang Xubai had read it several times, he still admired it: "Du Fu's poems and Su Dabeard's calligraphy are two of the best!" But he heard a plain voice float in: "Zhixiang, come in quickly.  "What are you doing here?" Zhang Xubai showed a wry smile and walked straight into the backyard, only to see two Taoist priests playing chess against each other under a big tree in the backyard.  Several banana plants are blooming around, and the fragrance comes from time to time.  But above their heads, there was another bright moon, illuminating them.  Zhang Xubai looked at the sky. It was covered with dark clouds and snowflakes were floating from time to time.  This is really a picture of bananas under the moon in the snow.  He couldn't help but laugh and said: "Master, who is this fellow Taoist? Why are the two of them still fighting!" One of them, an old Taoist with white beard and hair and a feather crest on his head, turned around, glanced at Zhang Xubai, and smiled at the other person.  The Taoist priest who was playing chess said, "My disciple is back. Let's play chess again in the future?" The Taoist priest opposite was only in his thirties or forties, thin and thin, and looked quite handsome.  It's just the pair of sword-shaped eyebrows that fly diagonally into the temples, like a sword, and they look like they have a heroic spirit.  It's not quite the same as the indifferent smile of ordinary Taoist priests.  He smiled and said: "Thank you for your mercy, senior. If we continue, Lin will abandon his son and admit defeat!" The old Taoist priest smiled and said: "Tongsou is too humble!" He began to clean up the chessboard, and Zhang Xubai took a look.  After a few glances, I saw that the black and white chess pieces were stuck together on the chessboard, constantly killing each other.
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