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Chapter 22 Eight Curses

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    When Wang Changsheng and Emperor Zhou suddenly attacked, Liang Pingping came to the top of the mountain with his erhu on his back. He looked at the scene silently. He suddenly sat on a stone, raised one leg, took off the erhu and put it on his lap.  There was a soft "buzz" sound when the bow was placed on the strings, and he slightly tried the sound. Although he was already very familiar with the erhu, trying out the sound was a habit.

    Liang Pingping tilted his head for a moment, and suddenly raised his right hand to pull up the bow. Suddenly, a majestic tune of "Ten Thousand Horses Galloping" was played, which seemed particularly abrupt on this empty and silent mountain top.  , but then Wang Changsheng and Emperor Zhou moved at the same time.

    "You can only know the meaning after listening to the music. The erhu is no longer the erhu, but a war drum."

    Wang Changsheng pointed two fingers at the seven-inch mahogany sword. The sword moved at will and flew towards a person not far away. At the same time, he stepped hard with his feet. The sternum of the person below immediately shattered, and the corners of his mouth oozed.  A trail of blood foamed out.

    The man who gave the order immediately frowned and gritted his teeth. He stretched his right hand to his waist and pulled out a dagger from his arms. He placed it across his chest and kicked off the ground to fly towards Wang Changsheng. Then the Feng Shui master next to him saw this.  He hurriedly hid aside. He did not expect that the incoming people would be so troublesome, and he killed two of his own people in just a few seconds.

    The tune of "Ten Thousand Horses Galloping" suddenly became urgent at the tip of Liang Pingping's fingertips, as if it had reached the part of the Gao Dynasty. Wang Changsheng and Emperor Zhou moved from raising their swords to their palms, and they moved their hands fiercely against the surging music.

    The winter wind blew up on the top of Baima Mountain, and a murderous intent arose. The air was filled with the smell of blood and murder. After the two corpses lay down, the remaining two Japs were also killed and fell to the ground. Only the commander was left.  A dagger moved between the two of them.

    "Are you coming or should I come?" Emperor Zhou asked.

    "Let's fight together and decide quickly. The hundreds of ghosts below are harming the branch. If it is too late, something will change. Don't delay it."

    "Do you want to live?"

    Wang Changsheng glanced at the feng shui master who was already shaking a little, shook his head and said: "No need for this, there is that"

    "Buzz!" The erhu in Liang Pingping's hand suddenly vibrated. Wang Changsheng and Emperor Zhou each held a wooden sword, and the other flipped his hand and made a killing move almost instantly.

    When the only remaining person saw this, the nerves in his head tightened instantly. After two flanking attacks, he knew that he seemed to be invincible. Then he threw out the dagger in his hand and pointed it at Wang Changsheng. At the same time, he slapped his chest and abdomen with one hand and suddenly "pop"  A blood arrow spurted out, and the figure immediately dimmed, trying to leave the mountain with the secret technique of ninja.

    Wang Changsheng suddenly turned his head and noticed a slight fluctuation in the air in front of him. He reached out to grab the mahogany sword on one side, suddenly raised his arm and straightened it, and swung the sword diagonally to the upper right in mid-air.

    "Pfft" The peach wood sword was inserted into the man's lower abdomen in an instant. At this time, he had just jumped into the air and was about to escape into the distance, but he never expected that his ninjutsu would be seen through.

    "You, how do you know" The man asked incredulously, speaking in blunt Mandarin.

    "Plop!" The two figures fell to the ground. Wang Changsheng lowered his head and said: "The Taoist escape technique is many years ahead of your spliced ??ninjutsu. What you know is just picked up and poked out of our leftovers. I  Why can't you see it?"

    Liang Pingping closed his hands and put down his bow. The song ended just right, with just the right touch.

    Wang Changsheng is right. Ninjutsu was originally just a martial art to strengthen the body. It was far from the magical thing it is now. Later, it absorbed Sun Tzu's art of war and tantric techniques and evolved into today's ninjutsu. It has lasted for thousands of years.  It is true that the things that have been produced by the great country were picked up by these devils and then developed. If they dare to take them to this land and use them, isn't it just a joke?

    When the Feng Shui master saw that something was not going well, he wanted to turn around and sneak away from the mountain. Emperor Zhou sneered and said: "If you can understand, just stay there, otherwise there will be too many corpses like yours on this mountain."  .¡±

    "Whoa" the Feng Shui Master paused, turned around stiffly, raised his hands and said tremblingly: "No, don't blame me, I, I was forced to come here by them."

    "Han?" Wang Changsheng looked at him coldly and said, "We'll talk about it later. Just keep your eyes shut and don't move."

    Wang Changsheng walked to a flag. Below is the entrance of the cave. The cave is the dragon's cave, where the branch passes.

    After the Feng Shui master found the entrance of the dragon's cave on the top of Baima Mountain, he created a Feng Shui array and attracted all the lonely ghosts in Lingnan City. This formed the Night Walk of One Hundred Ghosts.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? plunged into the dragon veins below and ate them,The chakras contain a large amount of spiritual energy, which is equivalent to nourishment for hundreds of ghosts.

    "Is the Dragon Vein dead?" Liang Pingping asked with a frown.

    Wang Changsheng glanced at the sky above his head. The clouds were still dense and spreading outwards. The "rumbling" sound in the clouds was faintly brewing but never fell. He said: "Not yet. If that layer of clouds comes from  When the Feng Shui Formation spreads from Baima Mountain to Lingnan City, it will break the dragon veins, and it is still a little short of that."

    "Can you handle it?"

    Wang Changsheng nodded and said: "This is what I do, my job."

    Wang Changsheng boasted loudly and loudly, but this was his first time to monitor the dragon vein.

    There are hundreds of ghosts at the bottom of the mountain. It is natural to destroy them. However, the cave entrance is too small. Wang Changsheng cannot dig up all the mountains and jump down to clean it manually. It would be too time-consuming and troublesome.

    Reaching out to pull out the flags in the Feng Shui array, Wang Changsheng glanced at the flags, which were embroidered with simple and complicated patterns. There were eighteen flags in total, about thirty centimeters in length. The texture was a bit rough but filled with a simple flavor.  It's obviously been there for some time.

    As soon as he pulled down the flag, the dark clouds on Baima Mountain suddenly started to roll. Immediately, there were cries of ghosts and wolf howls from the bottom of the mountain. There were also a few ghosts faintly jumping up. Wang Changsheng threw the flag away casually and turned his hand over his body.  He took out a handful of talismans and told Liang Pingping and Emperor Zhou to stay away.

    "Wow!" Wang Changsheng shook his hand lightly, and the eight talisman papers spread out one after another. He put his fingers into his mouth, bit off his fingertips, and wrote quickly. After a moment, lines written with his essence and blood jumped out of the eight talisman papers.  Talisman.

    "Whoa!" The talisman flew into the air and was about to fall to the ground. Wang Changsheng said very fast: "Xuanzong of heaven and earth, the root of all the gods, the only one in the three realms and outside is Tao. All the gods pay tribute and control the thunder  ¡­Ghosts and demons are terrified, and spirits have lost their form¡­ just like the law!¡±

    The Eight Great Divine Curses of the Taoist Sect, the Golden Light Divine Curse, once this curse comes out, it will be like a thunderous thunder, and all the ghosts, ghosts and ghosts will be driven away.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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