It was night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, everything was silent, the lights in Anhe Town were turned off, and I had already fallen into a deep sleep.
However, no one fell asleep in the Yuanwai Mansion. Everyone in the mansion, whether they were servants, family members or descendants, gathered in the atrium and stood under the moonlight.
The night breeze was slightly cool, and some of the wives and concubines were frail and could not bear the wind and cold, and were shivering slightly. However, the head of the family, Mr. Hou, was sleeping alone in his room.
However, seeing that his eyes and mouth were closed, his fists were clenched, and cold sweat was dripping from his forehead, he couldn't sleep peacefully.
Outside the bedroom, in the middle hall, stood the richly dressed young man, with his eyes slightly closed, one hand across his chest and the other behind his back.
The former's five fingers are slightly bent, as if holding a spiritual magic weapon; the latter is hidden in the big sleeve, tightly clasping a light yellow talisman.
However, he never noticed that just five steps away from him, there was a figure, which was so faint and difficult to distinguish that it completely blended into the night, with no trace of his aura missing.
Before you know it, the moon is in the middle of the sky, and the time of the child has finally arrived.
Suddenly, a scream came from the bedroom, shrill, tragic, and extremely frightening. Then the waiter was seen running out in a hurry, with disheveled hair, stumbling along the way, and kept crying and chanting: "It's not me, it's not me, don't." Find me!"
At this moment, the handsome young man opened his eyes, squeezed the magic formula in his hand, and shouted loudly! Suddenly, dazzling golden light emitted from its entire body, illuminating the central hall as bright as day.
Under the golden light, two strange black shadows were tangled and twisted, as if they were being tortured and in great pain.
Seeing this, Mr. Huafu looked happy, and planned to sacrifice the talisman to give him a fatal blow. Unexpectedly, before the light of the talisman fully lit up, a dark ghost claw appeared out of thin air, right above his head.
So he twisted his waist and turned sideways to avoid the vital point when there was no chance; at the same time, he sacrificed the talisman and raised the talisman upward, turning into a raging fireball to meet the ghost claw.
With a cry of pain, flames shot out, but the fireball and ghost claws hurt both sides.
The handsomely dressed young man dodged and hid ten feet away, leaning against the wall. Three claw marks on his right arm were deeply visible to the bone, and there were even wisps of black energy lingering on it.
Opposite it, three black shadows gradually became clearer, revealing three figures, one big and two small, one man and two women.
His face was blurred, his figure was weak, and only his eyes were shining with strange blood.
The three ghosts slowly floated towards the richly dressed young man, with black energy looming all over his body. The latter clenched his teeth, pointed his left hand together, and quickly touched the right shoulder. Then he pulled out a soft sword from his waist, took a deep breath, and then brazenly Rushed forward.
But I saw human figures flying, ghost figures gathering and scattering; soft swords glowing, ghost claws fierce.
After a fight, the two fists were unable to defeat the four hands. In addition, the right arm was injured. The handsome man was unable to hold on to his left and right. Finally, he was pressed on the chest with a claw, vomiting blood, and flew backwards.
"Golden light technique, fireball talisman, acupuncture sealing, Qinggong martial arts... I have practiced Qi for ten levels, but my life is hanging by a thread and I still don't know how to use my spiritual power. I use some crude methods. It seems that I have no back-up plan, just an ordinary person." It’s just cultivation, but where does this warm and pure spiritual power come from?”
On the side, Yuan Qing thought to himself, and then removed the invisibility method and Wanhua Jue, and stepped in front of the handsomely dressed young man.
Seeing that there was another person suddenly in the hall, both the handsome man and the three ghosts were startled, but the former was surprised and then happy, and immediately reminded him: "Fellow Taoist, be careful!"
The latter is like facing a powerful enemy, like the snow hare encountering a fierce tiger, his soul is trembling, and it is difficult to control himself.
Just because in his instinctive induction, the aura of the person in front of him was sharp and sharp, like a sharp sword hanging from his neck, and his soul was destroyed in an instant.
Holding back their fear, the three ghosts howled in unison, and then merged into one body, manifesting three heads and six arms, a green face and fangs; their Yin Qi was cold and deep, and their bodies became thicker, almost as if they were about to condense into a physical entity.
Yuan Qing was surprised, a ray of silver light flashed in his eyes, but before he could take any action, he heard a soft "puff" sound, and the ghost sank directly into the ground and disappeared.
Yuan Qing immediately sent out his spiritual consciousness, and found fluctuations of Yin Qi in one of the side rooms, and then the silver light flickered, and the person disappeared without a trace, leaving the richly dressed young man stunned.
After adjusting his breath for a moment, he struggled to get up and went to the outside room. The next moment, the old man Wai led everyone in the Hou Mansion to get out from behind the rocks on the covered bridge and came closer.
"I dare to ask the immortal, but have you caught the ghost?" Hou Laoren asked softly, suppressing his excitement.
The handsome man shook his head and replied in a low voice: "Qin is weak, so he is no match for that ghost."
As soon as the words came out, the old man was so shocked that all three souls flew away. He lost his master. For a moment, he was in chaos and lost all his manners. He could only ask repeatedly: "What should we do? What should we do?"
The rest of the people were also in a panic after hearing this, looking left and right, whispering to each other, and discussing one after another; even the delicate wives and concubines could not bear it and started to cry.
"However," Mr. Huafu interrupted everyone with a slight cough: "Fortunately, Brother Tao suddenly appeared and drove the ghost away, and now he chased after him. Brother Tao has great supernatural powers and deep magic power, so he will definitely be able to Submit it!"
As soon as the words fell to the ground, there was a sudden silence in the court, and those who heard it looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
On the other side, in the side room.
Silver light flashed, Yuan Qing appeared, raised his hand and slashed with sword energy somewhere in the room.
The sword energy dispersed into mist and flashed by, followed by screams and wails.
But the walls, beams, pillars and stones were broken into pieces like sand and collapsed; the ghostly figure reappeared, but it was now in human form, the black energy around the body was gone, and the eyes were clear again.
But there is a strong man, a gentle woman, and a cardamom girl; all three are extremely weak, like candles in the wind that can be extinguished by blowing a bullet.
When Yuan Qing saw this, he was secretly amazed, because since the beginning of his campaign, it was very rare for someone to be able to survive a sword blow, and it was even rarer to see someone who could recover their consciousness.
Just as he was about to strike again, he heard a respectful voice. The voice was weak but still heroic: "Exalted Immortal, wait a minute, can you please say something to me!"
It was the strong man who bowed his hands in vain.
Yuan Qing nodded slightly; the strong man straightened himself up and continued in a deep voice:
"A certain family's surname is Lin, whose given name is Qian. He is the general of the Jinfeng Camp of the Chen Kingdom. This is my wife Yan, and my daughter Lin Rou. Lin Qian has always been honest and honest as an official, but he was framed by a villain, resulting in the death of more than ten members of his family. At the edge of the knife. Lin died unjustly, and his resentment was difficult to quell. Therefore, after his death, he was filled with violent anger and transformed into a fierce ghost. The rest of his wife and daughter were infected by the fierce energy and were not allowed to enter reincarnation."
When the man said this, he glanced at his wife and daughter and let out a long sigh: "That's all, let's not mention the inside story here. Now that Lin Qian's whole family has become a lonely ghost, he has no other thoughts. He just asks the immortal to show his noble hand and keep more of them. Time, let us perish on our own." After saying this, he bowed his head to the end, very sincerely.
After waiting for a long time, seeing that Yuan Qing was indifferent, the man changed his mind and hurriedly added: "Don't worry, Master, the sword just now not only removed the evil energy from our souls, but also cut off the [yin] core of the ghost body." Shattered. Now we only have the body of a wandering soul, no longer capable of doing anything, and within seven days our form and spirit will disappear, and we will never be seen again."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the sword light shining like brocade, surrounding him from all directions, trapping him.
"What does Shangxian mean by this?" Lin Qian asked in confusion.
Yuan Qing replied coldly: "How can an ordinary person know the secret of ghosts and gods?"
Lin Qian hesitated when he heard the words, and smiled and replied: "The Immortal misunderstood. When Qian was a child, he was lucky enough to read the strange book "Guigu Zhi", which described the things of ghosts in detail, so he knew a little bit about it. .”
Yuan Qing was unmoved, and the magic formula in his hand changed, causing the sword energy to overlap and blend, turning into a brilliant silver ball.
The silver ball collapsed and shrank, eventually becoming the size of a walnut; the young man turned his palm, took out a green-skinned gourd, and put it inside with a flick of his sleeve.
The gourd was hanging on his waist. The young man moved, the silver light shone slightly, and he disappeared without a trace.
Outside, atrium.
After being stunned, Mr. Hou's thoughts began to change rapidly, but the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. Just when he couldn't help it anymore and was about to go forward to ask again, he suddenly saw a young man Shi Shiran stepping out of the middle hall. out.
I saw that he was dressed in white clothes and looked like snow, with clear eyebrows and an extraordinary temperament. He was truly a man among gods and immortals, not ordinary.
When Mr. Huafu saw Yuan Qing's appearance, he immediately took several steps to approach him and bowed to the end: "Qin Shujian thanks Brother Dao for saving his life!"
Yuan Qing stretched out his hand and lifted it up, exuding invisible energy to lift it up, and said calmly: "It's a trivial matter, nothing important."
After speaking, he turned to Mr. Hou and continued: "The ghost has been eliminated. The two wing rooms on the west side are for me and Brother Qin to rest. No one should disturb us."
The old man was still in awe, and after hearing this, he wanted to respond, but suddenly his thoughts changed, and doubts gradually arose in his heart.
He was about to speak up and inquire, but when his eyes crossed, he felt as if a sword energy had penetrated his brain, as if all the secrets of his body had been seen through. His legs and feet became weak, and he almost fell to the ground.
Seeing this, the wives and concubines on the side came forward one after another, either putting their hands on their waists or expressing soft concern.
But the old man outside took a deep breath, pushed away the crowd, bent down, and said respectfully: "I will obey the decree of the Immortal!"
Then he dismissed the family and strictly ordered not to disturb them, leaving only Yuan Qing and the handsome young master here.
Seeing the uneasiness in his heart, Yuan Qing smiled slightly and said: "Fellow Taoist, there is no need to worry too much. Yuan has no other intentions, but I am just asking for some doubts."
Hearing this, Mr. Huafu felt relieved and replied in a deep voice: "There is no way I can repay the kindness of saving my life. Just ask the Immortal, Shujian will definitely answer everything!"
Yuan Qing nodded, then set up a soundproof ban, and continued to ask: "How can a fellow Taoist from the martial arts know the immortal method?"
"This," Mr. Huafu was startled when he heard this, and then he felt relieved and said frankly: "It was by some mistake that he found it in a cave in the back mountain of Cuiyan Ridge. There was also a bottle of pills and a The jade tube, and a token. The elixir has been taken by me, but I have been carrying the book and the jade tube with me. I wonder if the Immortal would like to take a look at it?"
After saying that, he took out the book and handed it over.
Yuan Qing took the book, looked at it briefly and then returned it; on the other hand, the jade tube was placed between his eyebrows and he put it down after a long time.
After pondering for a moment, Yuan Qing turned his palm and took out a piece of animal skin, threw it up in the air, and then used a pointing pen and sword energy as ink to write more than three hundred small characters, all of which were the key points of the Five Elements technique.
The young man in fine clothes was so dazzled that he could hardly control himself.
Yuan Qing stopped writing, put away the animal skin and handed it over, saying: "This thing is of great use to me. I am willing to exchange it for this "Five Elements Technique". I wonder what my fellow Taoist would like?"
The handsome young man took the animal skin, took a brief look at it, and was ecstatic, and quickly replied: "Shu Jian is willing, willing, thank you so much, Immortal!"
Yuan Qing also smiled and nodded, saying: "Nothing happens here, fellow Taoist, you can leave."
After hearing this, the handsome young master said goodbye. After walking a few steps, he turned around and asked, "Shu Jian is shameless. Can I ask the immortal to accompany you?"
Yuan Qing waved his big sleeves lightly and said calmly: "How can I leave before the story is over."
...
In the backyard of the Hou Mansion, in the attic.
"Defu, get ready in advance and come with me to visit the immortals tomorrow morning. Sir, I will meet the real immortals now!"
The old man An An sat on the bed outside and gave instructions to the housekeeper in front of him, his eyes gleaming incomprehensibly.
