The people outside the outer wall of an outhouse of the Yang family were crying as if a chicken coop had been overturned.
The gray-haired old man died motionless at the scene, and no one dared to move at all.
This is a beautiful yard, with rocks, flowing water, and trees complementing each other. Even the unique white sand from the seaside was transported here and spread thinly on the ground.
Everyone stepped on the white sand and looked at the old man's wrinkled and dry body.
After everyone saw Mu Xueqing's methods before, they knew that the gap between themselves and others was too big, so they couldn't let go. Everyone was crowded together, and no one was willing to take the lead.
Mu Xueqing was also much more cautious. She put away her luck and took it seriously.
First, he quietly discussed his ideas with everyone, and after seeing that no one objected, he started to prepare to cast the spell.
Qin Yu also brought in from outside the courtyard a man dressed in plain white with a hemp rope around his waist and a white scarf on his head. After entering, he knelt down and kowtowed in front of Mu Xueqing and others without saying a word.
Obviously Qin Yu had made an explanation before. He kowtowed and said loudly: "I also ask Immortal Master Eshan and other Immortal Masters to seek justice for my father and find the real culprit. I, Yang Hai, am willing to set up a longevity tablet for all Immortal Masters." He cried as he spoke, looking miserable.
Mu Xueqing had never seen such a battle before, her face turned red, but Qin Yu encouraged him a few words and took him down.
Now Mu Xueqing no longer had any doubts and began to prepare the method.
Qian Yunsheng also stood aside and peeked coldly. He gained a lot last time, so he was looking forward to seeing more different things today.
This time, Mu Xueqing no longer chooses to go directly to the demon world to spy on the demon's true form, but prepares to borrow a corpse to bring it back to life and ask a god to take over.
Therefore, she took out things like a treasured girl.
She first took out a simple monk's robe that was slightly washed and turned white, and put it on the body with her own hands without hesitation.
Then he began to take out eight small and exquisite musical instruments such as bells, cymbals, gongs, and drums and arranged them evenly around the corpse.
After Mu Xueqing showed her hand, everyone took a breath, and even Qian Yunsheng shrank his eyes.
You know, Qian Yunsheng only had two or three medium-grade spiritual tools, and when this girl took out them, every one of them was a high-quality spiritual tool with three runes engraved on it.
If Qian Yunsheng hadn't been proud of his magic weapon, the Soul Capturing Flag, he would probably have been jealous.
The whispers from the crowd,
“So many treasures”
"As expected of a disciple of a famous sect."
"This is the City Lord's Mansion. Now that the Ashan Sect has taken action, what do you want us casual cultivators to do?" This was a jealous voice.
Qian Yunsheng twitched the corner of his mouth and moved a few steps calmly. These people were arrogant in front and respectful in back. They were just a bunch of people, and they were really not enough to accomplish anything.
Mu Xueqing was indeed a disciple of the great sect. As soon as she started setting up the formation, her whole temperament changed and she became extremely focused. She seemed to have forgotten all the things outside her body, her techniques were quick and precise, and she arranged many things that even Qian Yunsheng couldn't even name.
However, this did not prevent Qian Yunsheng from silently deducing that in his eyes, the world in front of him turned into a yellow world, with countless yellow threads intertwined in it, and many seemingly unreasonable arrangements. After being involved and intertwined, it becomes meticulous and meticulous.
Qian Yunsheng couldn't help but secretly sigh, listening to your words is better than reading ten years of books. Holding the book and reading it for a month is not as rewarding as watching this actual arrangement from scratch today.
The girl held the shrunken relic on her head, and threw countless objects with her hands like butterflies, which were densely arranged around the corpse.
Until finally, the girl calmed down. She stood in a specially vacated core position and carefully took off the pink sword she wore at her waist.
She looked at everyone first and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, I'm going to start." Seeing everyone nodding, she withdrew her gaze and stared nervously at the corpse.
"Buzz"
With her fingertips, her spiritual energy flicked on a bowl in front of her, inducing Sanskrit chanting.
She gently pulled away the long sword like a qiuhong, held the sword flat, and pointed the sword point straight at the corpse. In the curling Sanskrit sounds, she loudly said word by word: "The name of the sword is Tao'a. Kill the demon.”
Then, as soon as his hand was released, the Tao'a sword flew over the corpse with a bright light, and stood upright with the tip of the sword facing the corpse.
"Magic weapon!" Qian Yunsheng instantly became jealous. They were both human beings, but they had completely different lives. You worked hard for a long time with the goal of going to Rome, but as soon as you were born, you were in Rome.
Qian Yunsheng took a deep breath. At that moment, his defenses were almost shaken. You must know that what ghost cultivators and demon cultivators fear most is a weak will. Compared with those decent cultivators, they are more Easily invaded by inner demons and become a walking zombie.
Therefore, the more advanced and profound the "evil cultivators" are, the stronger their minds are.
As if a breeze was blowing,
A wave of demonic energy quickly poured into the old man's shriveled body from another world.
Tao Ajian, who was standing on the corpse, trembled violently.
Under the infusion of demonic energy, the old man's body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Tao's sword shook even more violently.
The corpse opened its eyes suddenly.
The corpse under the sword swelled up fiercely under the infusion of this demonic energy. His figure sprang up like a ghost without warning, at an extremely fast speed, and the escaped demonic energy seemed to stir up the wind and clouds all at once!
The old man seemed to have come back to life in a strange way, causing everyone to exclaim.
It turns out that this is the unique soul dream guide of the Ashan sect, which uses a trace of resentment of the deceased to communicate with other worlds, thereby reflecting the various behavioral characteristics and skills of the person who killed him on the deceased.
But this method also has drawbacks, that is, if the opponent's ability is too strong and the reflected enemy is too strong, and the caster is forcibly killed, another demon may be created in the world.
Therefore, the master always emphasizes caution when teaching this technique.
This is also the reason why Mu Xueqing gave up almost all her wealth.
"Qiang"
There was a clear sword cry, and the Tao'a sword slashed down, but the old man's corpse was unfazed. Under the infusion of demonic energy, his body seemed to be refined like fine iron, and he blocked the sword with a wave of his right hand.
Mu Xueqing touched the relic above her head, and the relic rotated gently above her head. Countless yellow silk threads were centered on the relic, creating a mysterious wave-like rhythm.
First, the eight musical instruments around the old man started playing, as if eight Bodhisattvas were playing a tune at the same time, which even made everyone outside the formation mesmerized.
Musical instruments sounded and Sanskrit sounds lingered, making Tao'a Sword's momentum even stronger, while the old man's momentum was sluggish. Finally, half an inch was cut into the old man's arm by Tai'a Sword.
Driven by Qi, Tao'a Sword launched its offensive, and every blade of sword light was as sharp as snowflakes.
Qian Yunsheng narrowed his eyes.
Under his feeling,
It seems that the old man has not yet reached his strongest stage.
He seems to be still getting used to this body!
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