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With the cheers of the old Taoist priest, everyone's eyes fell on him.

He resisted his excitement and pointed his hand at the plaque:

"This is the altar."

There is a saying in the Taoist book, "Upper the altar and lower the ridge, build a house as a palace, and then sacrifice things, this place becomes a temple."

Seeing that the crowd seemed to be unclear, he simply said directly:

"Qing Xiao guessed right, the upper part of the city repairer was used as a sacrificial place, and the lower part is the funeral."

The reason why plaques and incense cases are set up here is because in addition to the annual festival worship on the rooftop of worship outside——

"At the same time, set up a memorial tablet here, and set up a court here."

Whenever there are disputes or concerns in Shenzhuang and the people are taken to the court to bow down, they are like kneeling down on the dead.

"Use this to quell the anger of the wronged soul."

At the same time, the lord of Shenzhuang City, shoulders the task of managing one hundred thousand people in the city. This person must have a different fate and extremely rich.

Suppress the dead souls with the fate of such a person, coupled with the formation method, if there is no accident, Shen Zhuang should be prosperous and prosperous.

"It's really a good method. It's definitely an expert who set up this battle."

Although everyone didn't know the Feng Shui formation he was talking about, they were relieved when they heard that he had found the tomb.

The sound of hitting the door was endless, and the sound of scratching was heard from all around the wall. It was obvious that the surroundings of the City Lord's Mansion had been surrounded by ghost corpses.

"Old Taoist, now that the tomb has been found, how shall we proceed?"

Hearing the banging sound from the door panel, everyone was a little anxious, and they all spoke in a hurry.

"Look at this wall."

The old Taoist looked terrified, and then took away the admiration on his face, pointing to the surroundings:

"The shape of this wall is very particular. If I guessed it right, it was built in the shape of gossip."

He turned his eyes and saw the anxious color on everyone's faces, and he couldn't help but say:

"At that time, the strong will stand on different palaces, and the formation will be activated with spiritual power. At that time, it should be able to break this place, exposing the tomb below."

When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up first, and then as if thinking of something again, their eyes showed hopelessness:

"Above the gossip array, do you have to be strong?"

Wu Baoshan, who was holding his son, also nodded:

"Are ordinary people OK?"

There are a lot of people remaining alive now, if ordinary people can also play, two stations in each position are more than enough.

But the old Taoist looked serious and shook his head:

"Of course not."

He explained:

"After the formation was deployed, it was to suppress the grievances of the tens of thousands of people who died tragically in the city."

Can suppress so many undead, the strength of this formation can be imagined.

"If a person who has no practice stands in the formation, after the formation is activated, the spiritual power is enough to twist the weak person into pieces and disperse the soul."

Everyone looked pale, and a man said:

"How can that be good?"

Everyone has come to this day, although there are still twenty years left to live, but among these people, those who can be called cultivators are barely the masters and apprentices of Song Dao.

The others are ordinary people, without any cultivation skills.

According to the old Taoist priest, a standing monk is required in the gossip position to actually activate the formation.

Only three of the eight can stand. Where can the other five pull people at this time?

The hope in everyone's hearts instantly changed to despair, and they were so scared that they didn't even dare to say anything.

"Nobody needed."

Song Qing's small eyes fell on the statues standing on the left and right sides of the table and slowly opened his mouth.

"The statue here, I'm afraid it is in the gossip array."

The old Taoist nodded with light in his eyes.

The statue is gray and dark, standing on the left and right under the table, with four statues on each side, a total of eight seats.

In terms of quantity, it is no coincidence.

"Since this statue stays here, it is most likely to open up the big formation."

After all, the master who deployed the formation at the time should also be aware that in order to activate the formation, it is absolutely impossible to move with the flesh and blood of an ordinary person.

Therefore, these eight statues should be the main force of invigorating the gossip array, and they only need to be moved to the corresponding position.

"Everyone spread out, looking for the direction of the gossip, and Changqing will look for clues corresponding to this stone sculpture with me."

The direction of the gossip should be very particular, and there must be no mistakes.

When everyone listened to his instructions, they all dispersed.

Soon after, I heard someone pointing at the bottom of one of the walls and shouting ecstatically:

"I found the word, it's Kan, it's Kan!"

"This is Gen."

"..."

As soon as everyone found the direction of the lettering, they began to report one after another.

And Song Changqing, an old Taoist priest, quickly found the corresponding word in the hidden part of the palm of each stone carving, which really verified everyone's guess.

"dry!"

As the old Taoist made a report, a man on the other side shouted:

"Fuck here."

Without waiting for the old Taoist priest to exert his strength to carry the stone sculpture, Song Qing urinates and pats his hand out.

Spiritual energy spit out from her palm, pushing the stone sculpture weighing more than a thousand catties, and pushing it to the dry position with a bang.

"from!"

"Red!"

...

Each time Song Qingxiao shouted a position, Song Qingxiao pushed different stone sculptures into the position.

Soon the eight stone sculptures were pushed to the corresponding positions, and at this time the three ice dragons at the door of the room had been completely shattered.

'boom! boom! boom! ’

The corpse qi mixed with evil qi quickly destroyed the old Taoist talisman, and the black and green corpse gas turned into a cloud and penetrated between the cracked door.

That half of the mahogany sword was quickly corroded by the gas of such a corpse, like ice and snow melting.

The bodies of the three ice dragons were decayed, and without the protection of mana, the ice crystals quickly peeled off.

When the door panel was hit, the ice crystals turned into black gas and fell off a lot, ‘Kh!哐! ’

With two heavy blows, the wooden stick against the door shattered, and a huge hole was pulled out by a withered hand on the door panel.

The old Taoist said loudly:

"Live them with blood! Everyone bit their fingers and wiped them into their foreheads."

Time is too late, everyone is guarding the different stone sculptures, and they can only rely on the power of everyone to act at the same time, activate the stone sculptures, and open the door to the tomb.

As soon as his voice fell, he also bit his fingertips, too late to act——

Seeing Song Qingxiao's fingertips flicked, a drop of blood flew out of her fingertips.

There seemed to be a golden glow in the blood, and among the brilliance, the group of corpses outside the door seemed to smell the **** smell, and became even more excited.

But in the next instant, the blood bead was twisted in the air, divided into eight, and bounced down in eight directions ‘swoosh’, accurately drilling into the forehead of every stone man.

With the infusion of her essence and blood, the stone sculpture that was still gloomy before seems to be'alive'!

‘Kakka—’

There was a cracking sound on the surface of the stone sculpture, like a cracked eggshell.

Brilliant golden light came from inside their bodies, tearing off the hard stone layer on the surface.

‘Wow. ’

Pieces of gray stones fell, hitting the ground and turning into powder.

The stone sculpture, which was originally like a dead thing, looked like a red light in his eyes, and slowly raised his head.

"Oh my god, live alive."

When the people standing next to the stone sculpture saw this scene, they were terrified and ran to Song Qingxiao in a panic.

‘Boom. A lot of stones fell off, revealing the jade-like statue inside.

A powerful spiritual breath spread, and its power was terrifyingly powerful.

At the same time, violent vibrations began to spread from the inside of the City Lord's Mansion.

There was crazy bumps in the ground, and the table was like a fish on the boiling water, and it began to beat frantically.

The things placed on it rolled down, and even the plaque hanging from the top of the head swayed from side to side, making a "click" sound.

At this moment, the door panel was broken with a bang, and a large number of corpses rushed into the mansion with the air of decay.

‘Om----’

The cover on the surface of the eight stone statues has completely fallen off, exposing the jade body inside.

A golden glow appeared inside the jade carving, and the great formation here opened.

The moment the corpse rushed into the house, I saw golden light flashing in the eyes of one of the jade carvings——

‘Wow! ’

Spiritual power smashed the first batch of ghost corpses, turned into powder, and scattered in the air.

This kind of power is not only far beyond everyone's imagination, even Song Qingxiao feels that the power of each jade carving is no longer weaker than himself.

Moreover, they were originally created to restrain the evil spirits. Under the blessing of the formation, their attacks on the evil spirits have increased, and their lethality is much stronger than Song Qingxiao.

It's just that she didn't have time to think about it, because in the next moment the jade carving came to'resurrection', the bluestone ground was broken with a'boom'.

All the people standing in the formation, as well as the tables and other objects, fell straight down.

"what……"

After everyone lost weight, they made earth-shaking noises.

The shattered boulder was mixed with sand, and everyone fell together.

Song Qing's body lost control and was startled at first, but soon calmed down.

Amid the blast of the ‘Rumbling’ and the screams of the crowd, Song Qingxiao quickly changed his spiritual power, controlled his figure, shot away the stone bullet that had fallen on him, and slowly fell.

The loud noise was endless, as if after about two or three seconds, I finally heard the sound of a heavy object landing.

The dust flew up, and everyone seemed to have finally fallen to the bottom.

The purple flames in the blue lantern burned the flying dust, and after Song Qingxiao slowly fell to the ground, she cleared a clean open space beside her.

The veteran Taoist was okay, barely able to stand firm, but Song Changqing was hit by a stone beam and buried in the dust because of his low cultivation base.

But he was strong and strong, and he was a cultivator. As soon as he landed on the ground, he quickly scraped away the dust covering himself and sat up.

"Evergreen... Evergreen..."

The old Taoist saw the direction of the blue lantern and knew Song Qingxiao's ability. After knowing that she was okay, he worried about another apprentice.

He called twice, and the echo spread, and soon he heard Song Changqing's voice in the dust and fog:

"Master, I am here."

He talked, coughed, and at the same time he seemed to be vomiting dust, so he stood up ‘sittingly’.

From his voice, he didn't seem to be seriously injured, and he didn't feel much pain.

But the old Taoist cared about his disciple, so he still walked towards him by the light, and asked urgently:

"Are you OK?"

"No, it was just a few hits by some stones." While Song Changqing was talking, he rubbed the bags on his head, and quickly limped to meet the old Taoist priest:

"It's okay."

He really only suffered a few skin injuries, and even when he fell, he cleverly grasped the package he was carrying on his body.

With this thing as a buffer, even if it falls suddenly, the injury is not very serious.

With the cheers of the old Taoist priest, everyone's eyes fell on him.

He resisted his excitement and pointed his hand at the plaque:

"This is the altar."

There is a saying in the Taoist book, “Upper the altar and lower the ridge, build a house as a palace, and then sacrifice things, this place becomes a temple.

Seeing that the crowd seemed to be unclear, he simply said directly:

"Qing Xiao guessed right, the upper part of the city repairer was used as a sacrificial place, and the lower part is the funeral."

The reason why plaques and incense cases are set up here is because in addition to the annual festival worship on the rooftop of worship outside--

"At the same time, set up a memorial tablet here, and set up a court here."

Whenever there are disputes or concerns in Shenzhuang and the people are taken to the court to bow down, they are like kneeling down on the dead.

"Use this to quell the anger of the wronged soul."

At the same time, the lord of Shenzhuang City, shoulders the task of managing one hundred thousand people in the city. This person must have a different fate and extremely rich.

Suppress the dead souls with the fate of such a person, coupled with the formation method, if there is no accident, Shen Zhuang should be prosperous and prosperous.

"It's really a good method. It's definitely an expert who set up this battle."

Although everyone didn't know the Feng Shui formation he was talking about~www.wuxiaspot.com~, they were relieved when they heard that he found the place of the tomb.

The sound of hitting the door was endless, and the sound of scratching was heard from all around the wall. It was obvious that the surroundings of the City Lord's Mansion had been surrounded by ghost corpses.

"Old Taoist, now that the tomb has been found, how shall we proceed?"

Hearing the banging sound from the door panel, everyone was a little anxious, and they all spoke in a hurry.

"Look at this wall."

The old Taoist looked terrified, and then took away the admiration on his face, pointing to the surroundings:

"The shape of this wall is very particular. If I guessed it right, it was built in the shape of gossip."

He turned his eyes and saw the anxious color on everyone's faces, and he couldn't help but say:

"At that time, the strong will stand on different palaces, and the formation will be activated with spiritual power. At that time, it should be able to break this place, exposing the tomb below."

When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up first, and then as if thinking of something again, their eyes showed hopelessness:

"Above the gossip array, do you have to be strong?"

Wu Baoshan, who was holding his son, also nodded:

"Are ordinary people OK?"

There are a lot of people remaining alive now, if ordinary people can also play, two stations in each position are more than enough.

But the old Taoist looked serious and shook his head:

"Of course not."

He explained:

"After the formation was deployed, it was to suppress the grievances of the tens of thousands of people who died tragically in the city."

Can suppress so many undead, the strength of this formation can be imagined.

"If a person who has no practice stands in the formation, after the formation is activated, the spiritual power is enough to twist the weak person into pieces and disperse the soul."

Everyone looked pale, and a man said:

"How can that be good?"

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