"What a strong blood-killing aura. This evil way of obscenity has been entrenched here for at least four to five hundred years."
Wu Qianping stood by the lake with his sword in hand, scanning the semi-dry lake with splashes of mud and water, and a lake island covered with thatch in the southeast. He stared at the lake island several feet above the ground for a moment, feeling uneasy in his heart, and said: :
"Old Master, you and Junior Sister Yun work together to burn down this entire area, set fire to destroy the evil and disperse the death energy."
After the two of them clasped their fists and accepted the order, Wu Qianping pointed to a poplar forest next to the island and said to Zhang Wenfeng: "Let's go there and take a look. Evil is no longer a problem." He deliberately said it in an understatement.
The poplar forest looked at the bare branches and jagged branches, but in their eyes, it was full of life.
There was a strange laugh in the air.
“Boy, you have such a loud tone, do you really think you’ve got me?”
Following the words, several muddy water columns three to five feet high spewed out from the lake, and one of them fell in the direction of the two of them.
Wu Qianping jumped several times and moved aside. Zhang Wenfeng followed closely with his sword in hand, using the Aoki Wave Technique to prevent the mud and water from splashing on his clothes. When the water column suddenly hit the ground, he smelled a trace of the smell of mud. , hurriedly used his spiritual consciousness to explore around him.
Wu Qianping suddenly thrust his sword diagonally five feet away to Zhang Wenfeng's left side.
"Bang", a fist-sized transparent bubble burst.
As the flames emerged from the sword, it burned through the area at an extremely fast speed. A wisp of dark yellow was swept through it, twisting and turning into nothing.
"How dare you embarrass yourself with a little incense and evil magic!"
Wu Qianping waved his left hand continuously, burning the withered grass and trees that had lost their vitality with balls of magical flames. He said to Zhang Wenfeng: "That demon named Li Tao told me before that there is an insignificant obscene priest hidden in Banni Lake. The evil thing controls it and abuses it all day long, and it has long wanted to abandon the darkness and turn to the light..."
"That's nonsense. How does it know that I...uh, you're deceiving me?"
The voice in the air reacted, and then sneered: "So what? That peach tree demon is my enlightenment. It doesn't know my existence at all, let alone my heels. Boy, you can't trap me. Wait. If you call the experts, I will have left long ago."
Wu Qianping still ignored it and said: "This poplar forest is smoky and it seems to be in the way."
He finally confirmed that the peach tree sprite was truly afraid of death, and was not deliberately concealing such important information. Otherwise, after returning, he would use flames, whips and other violent objects to have a lively chat with the peach tree about integrity issues.
The semi-mud lake, which was several miles in size, was filled with fires and smoke filled the sky.
He didn't seem to be worried at all about the evil ways suppressed by the "mountain" seal, and he could escape in broad daylight.
"Cut them all."
Wu Qianping wielded his sword to chop down trees. With the blessing of Yuan Qi, one sword hit a poplar tree as thick as a small barrel.
Zhang Wenfeng didn't talk nonsense and just did as he was told.
He held his breath and used the inner breath method in the exercise to isolate the influence of the smoke on himself. He slashed the root of a thick poplar tree that was unknown how old with his sword, poured Yuan Qi into it with his left hand and pushed, causing the poplar tree to fall suddenly.
Wherever the two went, trees cleared and flames rose and burned behind them.
The fire burned rotten leaves, dead bones, and poplar trees that were still full of vitality just now, sweeping away the invisible evil and dead energy in the air.
There is an open space of twenty to thirty feet in the middle, and there is an ancient tree with tangled roots thicker than two water jars.
Countless human skeletons of birds, beasts and humans were hidden among the thick rotten leaves.
The miasma is like smoke, flowing under the ancient trees like a living thing.
The ancient poplar tree swayed with thousands of branches, whistling, beating the air and making crackling sounds, trying to drive away the two invading humans.
"Give you a chance to surrender. Think carefully. Should you follow the evil path of obscenity and lead to a dead end, or should you stay alive and take advantage of the great path?"
Wu Qianping said slowly to the branch that was whipping a few feet away in front of him.
Those branches all retracted with a "swish", and even the miasma restrained. It was obvious that he was extremely afraid of this human being's methods and aura.
"Boy, you don't need to sow discord. They are enlightened by me and cannot betray me. You don't have to waste your efforts. If you have any means, just use it."
The voice came again.
Several more jets of mud water spewed out from the mud lake.
"Ants can live an ignoble existence, let alone a life with intelligence?"
Wu Qianping replied casually, letting the ancient poplar tree in the middle go, and he and Zhang Wenfeng cut it down to the side.
This area must be thoroughly cleaned up, and every plant and tree must be burned down so that no hidden dangers remain in the future.
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After the trees were cut down, Wu Qianping did not set foot on the lake island. He waved his hand and cast a few flames at the place on the lake island where the thatch was taller than a person. Seeing that the place was burning with fire, he turned and walked towards the north, saying:
"It won't be completely burned for a while, so let's go."
From beginning to end, except for the mud and water jets spraying out from the lake from time to time.
I don't know where the evil worshipers were hiding, but they didn't attack with evil methods, and they didn't put out the spreading fire.
Zhang Wenfeng retreated cautiously, his protective spell was always activated. His current mana, without being attacked, could sustain the consumption of the Wave Transformation Technique for a period of time. He could also adjust his breath at any time to slightly replenish his mana.
The evil spells were too difficult to guard against, and he had to be on guard at all times.
The four of them returned to the wheat fields in the north. Wu Qianping waved to the many men from the Daolu branch who were waiting inside and outside. The six people who followed Fu Gujing to Dongmen Mountain to perform the mission, as well as the six people who were notified by the leader of Wu in the city, all gathered together. together.
Just now, Lao Wu and others drove back all the villagers from neighboring villages who came to see the fuss when they saw the smoke rising here.
Wu Qianping used the group communication technique to make arrangements and asked everyone to find the field ridge to adjust their breathing on the spot.
Just now, through close observation and feeling, he found that the suppressed evil has become a climate. He did not dare to act rashly, but he still had to make preparations.
Fu Gujing sat down, patted the mud beside him, and said, "Brother Zhang, sit down and rest for a while, and then go look for that evil thing's bad luck later." When Zhang Wenfeng sat down, he tilted his head to look at the few things curiously. Looking at the bulging package behind Wenfeng, he joked: "What kind of treasure is hidden?"
Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "A magic weapon to collect ghosts cannot see the light of day."
He was vague and made a double entendre. He did not say that he snatched it from Gu Liuying. Even if it was exposed, it would not be considered a lie.
When Fu Gujing was in the city, she noticed a hint of cold ghost energy in the package, and said: "There are experts in the art industry. Brother Zhang, I am ashamed of your ability to collect ghosts."
After looking at Zhang Wenfeng for a few more times, he sent a message to remind: "I heard that raising ghosts consumes Yang energy and damages Yin virtue. Brother Zhang should pay attention to it." He did not see any signs of physical weakness in Master Zhang.
"Don't worry, I saved ghosts and killed evil ghosts in order to accumulate merit and practice in accordance with the way of heaven. I will not do stupid things that damage the foundation of the way. Haven't you seen that I have been practicing very fast these days?"
Zhang Wenfeng transmitted a few words.
He could explain it in another direction and justify it.
"No wonder, no wonder, what method do you have to cultivate at such a fast speed? In less than a month, you are about to advance to the late stage of Huaqi, and your cultivation is stable and not frivolous. Hey, brother, you are envious of this method. Not coming."
Fu Gujing suddenly realized that this was what he didn't understand.
It turns out that Brother Zhang took the path of accumulating merit and improving his cultivation. It is said that some sects have such secret methods, but you also have to be lucky to find a nest of ghosts and save them without being torn apart by the ghosts.
Everything has advantages and disadvantages, so he just verbally admires it.
Wu Qianping also sat over, leaving Yun Qiuhe to walk around and be on guard. The girl and the others always treated the men as greetings.
And it's easy to use and hardworking, except for being a little careless sometimes.
"Brother Zhang, do you have any ideas that can help suppress the evil ways of obscenity and sacrifice?"
Zhang Wenfeng was surprised for a long time after hearing the solemn voice message from Master Wu. Master Wu, you think too highly of people. The voice message replied: "Master Wu, please don't make fun of me. I don't even have the ability to do obscene sacrifices." learn."
I really think I know everything. He was able to guess and recognize the origin of this evil thing because he happened to read the classics on this subject.
I thought you had some good way to go deep into the tiger's den and kill the evil ways. You are all confident.
Seeing a trace of sadness on their faces, he sent a message and asked, "What's the matter? Is it troublesome?"
He doesn't know how to communicate in groups yet, so he can only communicate individually.
"It can be suppressed for the time being. I'm just worried that it took a long time. After noon, the evil thing broke away and escaped. It takes time for the sect's masters to receive Fei Ge's message, and it takes time to rush over, even from the county Daolu branch. It will take more than an hour for the experts to come here from the nearest place."
Wu Qianping explained in a message that he regarded Zhang Wenfeng as one of his own and no longer pretended to be high-spirited.
The longer the time goes by, the greater the possibility of the evil priest escaping. That guy's behavior is too abnormal.
If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. How can he not worry?
I went to investigate before, setting fire to the lake wantonly, and instigating the relationship between the poplar sprites and evil spirits. It seemed that I was easy to do, but in fact I was pretending to be relaxed to show the evil things suppressed in the lair, and to find out the details of the other party.
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