Xiang Que hummed, and stood outside the ancestral grave with his hands behind his back.
"Pangpang is in here, trapped," Xiang Que said, pointing to the Yang family's ancestral grave that was empty and there were only a dozen solitary graves.
Wang Kunlun frowned and glanced at it, and said, "Array? The blindfold blinded our senses of sight and hearing?"
"There should be a master who made Fatty Wang helpless to frighten him. Otherwise, with Fatty Wang's ability, he would not be able to recognize the magic circle in the ancestral grave, let alone break in foolishly. It must have been thrown in."
"Can it be broken?" Wang Kunlun asked.
"Yes, but you have to go to the formation to find the formation eye. Would you like to go in with me?"
"You are about to step on the southern sky and break the sky, shall I be your thug?"
"Huh, huh" Xiang Que and Wang Kunlun took a step forward without hesitation and stepped into the Yang family's ancestral grave, but they were stunned as soon as they entered.
In the ancestral grave, fat and shirtless, holding a tree branch wrapped with a burning cloth strip in his hand, was sweating profusely and swinging. The countless corpses in front of him were slowly approaching him, but because of the All the torches in his hand were stopped one meter away.
"Come here? It's pretty fast, I didn't disappoint you fat man, and your performance is remarkable." Wang Xuanzhen blinked his triangular eyes and smiled.
Wang Kunlun asked in confusion: "What about barbecue? Why are you so impatient, why are you still shirtless?"
"Are you eating this stuff? Corpse lame, they were all raised in the corpses of dead people. It smells so rancid that dogs can't eat it. If I'm not shirtless, there won't even be bones left. Hurry up." Right?" Wang Xuanzhen said a little anxiously.
"This battle shouldn't be difficult for you, can't you break it? When did your level get pulled down so low?" Xiang Que asked in surprise.
"I know the formation, and it can be broken, but the key is that the old guy who guards the formation is too troublesome. With him in charge, my skill is useless at all. Why don't you try it?" Wang Xuanzhen was not just waiting to die, he tried several times to break out of the formation, but every time the old man blocked him, there was nothing he could do.
"What old guy?"
"It should be the keeper of the Yang family's ancestral grave, and he held me down before I could destroy the feng shui of the Yang family's ancestral grave, forcing me to look for you." Wang Xuanzhen walked to Xiang Que's side, and said cautiously: "The old guy is very powerful. I can't even think of resisting in front of him. Let me tell you that the old people in this kind of family who have lived to this age are definitely old monsters. They may have lived for more than a hundred years. It¡¯s also possible, I even think that even if the old man from Yang Gong¡¯s family sees him, he will have to behave like a junior, and he is a thief if he is old and not dead, that¡¯s what he¡¯s talking about.¡±
What Fatty Wang said is not an exaggeration at all, what is the background?
In addition to historical accumulation, talents are the foundation of the foundation.
Don't look at Yang's second generation of the Yang family's family being abandoned and lying on the bed, Yang Xiao is not allowed to leave the house, it seems that this generation has nothing to accomplish, but in fact, someone really needs to come to the Yang family to slap him in the face, or the Yang family is on the verge of a big change. When the family is destroyed, there will definitely be old guys who pop up. This kind of elderly people who lived in old age used to occupy high positions in the family, but when they get old, they just care about world affairs. They even seldom meet with their own family members, and it is more likely that many members of the family think that they are no longer in this world, but when the family's life and death are at stake, there may be such an old man who will jump out and turn the tide.
Not only the Yang family has such background, but also the Tianshijiao. The contemporary Tianshi Zhang Qing is only in his fifties, and his elders in the previous generation may only be in their 70s or 80s, and they lived to be over a hundred years old It's not impossible.
If the elder brother continued to struggle with the Beiman Tianshi faction that day, and if Zhang Qingfang couldn't resist, the previous generation of Tianshi might come out.
Why these great sects can be passed down for thousands of years is just like this. Whenever there is a catastrophe of extinction, countless old immortals will be born out of nowhere.
"I can't do this old guy, I guess you must be too tired, that's why I asked you to come and redeem me on the phone." Wang Xuanzhen pulled Xiang Que's head and said: "It's all paste inside, why don't you You can't understand what I mean, I asked you to redeem people, it's not just for you to come, why can't you call a helper?"
"Hey, what are you talking about? I'm not human." Wang Kunlun glanced at him unwillingly, obviously dissatisfied with being ignored.
"You are considered an individual, but it is useless here. Old Xiang must have a big boss in your sect, why don't you invite two?" Wang Xuanzhen asked.
"Bullets have to dry right in place, knivesIt has to be inserted in the chest, I just come to Yang Gong Feng Shui to fish for someone, and I have to bring my parents? I am an adult now, not a child. If you make trouble, you have to ask your parents to come forward. If you beg, the elders will come forward, but he will definitely treat you as a child who will never grow up. You have to solve everything by yourself. OK." Xiang Que has been out of the mountain for more than half a year. Although the uncle and the old Taoist have helped him, they are all passive. The only time Xiang Que took the initiative to ask for foreign aid was when he was in Xi'an to get back Cao Qingdao's body as soon as possible. Hell caught up with him, so he had no choice but to invite the upper body to recruit the senior brother.
Otherwise, with Xiangqi's temperament, he would not open his mouth as long as his life was not at stake.
And what's even worse is that even if Xiang Que opened his mouth, the uncle and the old man would not necessarily talk to him. On the contrary, the more he kept silent, the more he resisted himself, and the two of them might take the initiative to attack.
There are four people in Gujingguan, and all of them love to make moths.
"Forcibly breaking the formation will definitely not work. Since I can't do it with the old man defending the formation, then I will adopt a devious strategy." Xiang Que smiled wickedly.
"What do you mean? We won't be able to get out if we don't let go or the old man takes the initiative to let go."
"Why can't he let go? Can you force him to let go?" Xiang Que said with his neck tilted.
"Huh? Why are you so mean?"
"You know how corpses come here. It is extremely difficult to cultivate this kind of thing, especially now that cremation is popular. Where can you find so many corpses to raise corpses? Even if Yang Gong's feng shui is unbearable, he must not go away. The line of the cult, these corpses must have been accumulated by them over the years, and it was easy to breed some in the past few decades, but can they raise them in large quantities in this day and age?"
"Do you mean that if we destroy all these corpses, the old man will definitely feel distressed?" Wang Xuan really understood Xiang Que's meaning immediately.
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