Chapter 1308 Soul-Flying Priest

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    Qiu Ji still didn't say anything. He was squatting on the ground, and he didn't know when, a small pile of fine white stones appeared in his hand, which were arranging various different patterns.

    "You, how also pressure XiaoQiuzi? The army comes and the general blocks, the water comes and the soil hides. Must get into the door first before can say business." Lao Gong said this without looking at me, just to whisper to Qiu Ji.

    Who exerts the greatest pressure on Qiu Ji, this is a glimpse of that.

    Get up, Qiu Ji suddenly ran in a direction at great speed.

    Liu Zhenqi, after the demonstration, Liu Yu Jie followed him.

    Lao Gong did not follow; before he landed, he suddenly had all his limbs intact, slumping his shoulders, squinting at the few trees on the road.

    He did not get closer.

    The symbol seal of Xuan Ming Mountain is very strong. In other words, the methods of sending symbols down the Gu Qiang City line are very strong. It is rash to disturb it. It may not only have ghostly things that hurt people, toxins, but also phantasm-protecting items that can harm ghosts.

    The other party has a preliminary understanding of Lao Gong and Wei Youming on me, so it's impossible for them not to be prepared.

    About half an hour later, Qiu Ji returned. His eyes were full of bloodshotness, looking very suspicious. He did not stop, and Qiu Ji went to the other side again. This time, he spent more time, and when he returned again, he had a somewhat agitated expression.

    "Key location has not been changed, not touched, how can, there is a burial shadow method again in thin air... " Qiu Ji's voice was hoarse.

    He was so proud before, but now he has directly faced a setback.

    Suddenly, Wu Jinluan advanced a few steps, he lifted his leg as if he wanted to kick the tree!

    "Dont move! It'll kill you!" Qiu Ji's pupils constricted, and he whispered fiercely.

    "Thump!" Wu Jinlan kicked the tree with a force, landing firmly, and the leaves fell down softly.

    "Not the Burial Shadow Mountain Technique, just a few new trees planted here, a trick to deceive people." Wu Jinluan squinted his eyes, his tone was also serious.

    Qiu Ji was taken aback. He suddenly covered his chest with his hand, making a muffled groan and turning pale.

    He worried for a while but couldn't figure out the problem.

    In fact, it's not a problem, just planting more trees...

    Qiu Ji belongs to a situation where once bitten by a snake, he is afraid of wells for ten years. The last time Xuan Ming Mountain was altered with nine feng shui changes, every place had lethal tricks. He is scared.

    As a result, he was severely tricked by someone.

    If not for Wu Jinluan's bold kick at the tree, I'm afraid we wouldn't know how long we have to stay here until Qiu Ji realizes it.

    Lao Gong muttered a few words in his mouth, none of them were nice.

    "Apparently, the last time it was because of not enough time. He could only do some superficial things. In a few months, he has changed quite a few layouts within the mountain. Mr. Qiu, you have some trouble." Wu Jinluan looked deeply at Qiu Ji.

    Qiu Ji's face turned dark to the extreme, and he didn't say anything again.

    Passing this row of trees, the mountain path seemed to have a faint sense of familiarity, and Qiu Ji became even more cautious.

    The further he walked, the more confused he became, lost.

    Because we encountered no other danger or changes on the way.

    We passed through the entire Xuan Ming Mountain without any problems at all...

    When we came out, we could see the pavilions, buildings, and the water pond in front of us in all clarity.

    There was nothing above the water pond, and we didn't see that Hanbaiyuan coffin.

    "Is the Emperor's Corpse still in the Yin Long River?" Liu Yu Jie muttered to himself.

    "What's he selling in the gourd?" This time, even Lao Gong was confused and muttering to himself: "Block if possible, move hands instead of being still, kill if possible... This thing is so damned malicious."

    "Hey, Xiao Qiuzi, this guy is also a senior who doesn't behave properly in your family. You need to stand up for yourself." The last sentence was said by Lao Gong directly to Qiu Ji.

    "I don't know what he's really up to!" Qiu Ji's emotions were very unsettled.

    "First, settle the master's body." Liu Zhenqi took the lead in speaking up.

    Qiu Ji continued to lead the way forward.

    We went deeper into this area of pavilions and buildings, but the ancestor who gave birth to Yang Shenniu, did not reside in these ordinary pavilions and buildings. The last time we came here, we only saw the Master and the true body.

    Along the way, we found that these bones were all intact, no one had tampered with them, and they had not been damaged.

    When we arrived at a certain place, it seemed to be a vacant area. After Qiu Ji walked over, he took out a stack of copper boards from his pocket, each about one centimeter thick, and in various shapes.

    He placed the copper plates in several positions.

    After placing the copper plates in those spots, the ground immediately sank slightly, and the copper plates fitted perfectly into place. Then, in a burst of machinery, a square opening appeared in the center.

    Wu Jinluan kept nodding, with admiration in his eyes.

    I never thought there would be a mechanism here.

    Inadvertently, the sky brightened.

    Qiu Ji didn't move forward. He just squinted his eyes at the opening.

    He suddenly took several steps back, retreating to a small wooden pavilion.

    There was also a hole in the corner, square and identical to the one in the central ground.

    Only if Qiu Ji hadn't come here, none of us would have noticed this opening.

    "Fake?" Wu Jinluan's pupils contracted.

    "Anyone who enters this place, no matter how careful they are, will not suspect the hidden trap. If they make their way through the secret passages and find the place deeper within, their death is certain." Qiu Ji's face finally regained a sense of confidence.

    Wu Jinluan didn't say anything.

    "Below, it will be difficult for outsiders to enter." Liu Zhenqi spoke up, "I and the Master will go in. Displaying Spiritual Friend, you can wait here and find a suitable place to help Dao Long Mao lift the Dan."

    As the resting place of the Ancestor of the Pure Yang Temple, it is not proper for us to enter. Just by seeing these arrangements, we have already earned their trust.

    Liuhong's body was carried on Liu Zhenqi's back.

    Qiu Ji led the way first.

    Before Liu Zhenqi had entered, a low shout of alarm came from inside: "Who!?"

    The sound of thumps, thumps, was the sound of footsteps moving quickly.

    Qiu Ji darted out of the hole. His forehead was covered with fine sweat, and his eyes were filled with suspicion.

    "There's a Taoist in there!"

    "A Taoist from the Pure Yang Temple!" These words, Qiu Ji was staring at Liu Yu Jie.

    Liu Yu Jie's figure flickered, and he disappeared into the passage in a flash.

    The rate of my heartbeat was increasing rapidly.

    That traitor, why did he hide here?!

    Sure enough, it was a very concealed location. Here was the core of Xuan Ming Mountain, and he was hidden in the very heart of the core!

    However, I still feel that something is not right...

    It only took three or two minutes. A gust of wind swept out of the opening, and it was Liu Yu Jie who came out.

    There was a heavy thud, a loud muffled sound.

    A body was thrown to the ground.

    This body was indeed dressed in a Taoist robe, he had a full beard, and he had one arm missing...

    "Liu Mou Taoist?" I was shocked.

    Liu Zhenqi, Liu Yu Jie, and Liu Taiyin, none of them looked good.

    It wasn't Liu Yu Jie who killed the person.

    Liu Mou had been dead for a long time.

    There were no wounds on him at all. His eyes were wide open, his mouth agape. His expression was sinister, and he died in extreme pain... No, he looked like his soul had been scattered to the winds?

    A few days ago, Liu Mou was still defending Liu Zihu.

    He even endured the same whip punishment as Liu Zihu. Yet, he's now dead here today!?