Chapter 95: Crazy Taoist Priest (Subscribe! 55)
"What about them? Are the words in the palace true?"
Qiao Yuanshan asked as he used Qi to rub the ghost ropes wrapped around their bodies.
Since there really is something wrong with this old monk, then there is a high possibility that there is also a big problem in the palace.
My uncle-master and the others must not get trapped in this.
"Them? Their meat is delicious, too."
The old monk continued to boil a pot of soup. He seemed to be thinking of the bodies of Li Mubai and the others. His saliva flowed faster, and fell into the pot with a "plop! plop!" sound.
He stretched out his thin hands and gently stroked the face of the youngest sister, Wang, as if he was looking at a white and tender little suckling pig.
The little junior sister's big eyes were filled with tears and she cried.
"But...if they don't leave, how can I eat you?"
The old monk withdrew his hand and showed a longing expression.
"The existence of that stone tablet is what holds the ghost town in place. For thousands of years, we have starved to the point of being pale and skinny, without even a single bite of meat in our mouths."
"If they take it away, our future life will be wonderful!"
Having said this, the old monk sniffed at everyone.
“Mmm…it smells so good!”
The old monk had a look of dazed enjoyment on his face, his eyes narrowed into a straight line, emitting a faint green light.
The water in the cauldron has begun to boil.
Everyone's expressions gradually became desperate. In a moment, they would be scattered on the ground like the pile of skeletons underground.
Perhaps the only thing to be thankful for is that they were already dead when they were eaten.
………
In the palace.
Li Mubai and others have already prepared to take action.
The curtain of the huge white sedan was slowly pulled open, revealing a huge human head on top of the sedan. The entire head had turned into wood and was in a deformed state.
One of the eyeballs had completely shrunk, while the other eyeball had swelled up, like a huge lantern hanging on a person's head.
Just by looking at it, one can feel the endless whispers and evil coming towards him.
It was like a huge black cloud weighing on everyone's heart.
"No one can leave this city unless I allow it."
The lips, like the dry vines of an old tree, vibrated up and down.
The Lord of Loulan was also speaking the Dao Yin.
The dim green light swayed along with the words of the Lord of Loulan.
The power of the curse was madly attacking everyone's mind, like an invading strong wind.
Above the earth, green figures struggled to crawl out from under the ground, their bodies covered with green hair and filled with an ominous smell.
The strange cursed creatures rushed towards the crowd, seemingly endless.
Under the curse of the ghost den, everyone seemed to be able to vaguely see a figure with one hand pointing into the distance, and endless curses rushed out like a flood.
In an instant, the green hair on everyone's wrists began to grow rapidly, hindering their Qi bodies.
Li Mubai took action at the first moment, Changjiang was unsheathed, and the pure white sword light was like a stream of silk, sweeping up the cursed creature in front of him.
The swordsmanship of the Pure Yang lineage is inherently able to restrain all evil things.
Here, his strength is least restricted.
The Maoshan Taoist talisman in Mao Feng's hand turned into golden light and shot out.
Daoyi and others took action one after another.
In an instant, the entire hall turned into a battlefield.
Talismans, sword control, five elements escape technique...
The Taoist arts of the five sects are all displayed here.
The intelligent evil spirits on both sides of the human head also rushed over.
Compared to the difficult-to-prevent curse outside the ghost town, inside the ghost town it is a naked fight between life and death.
The huge eyeball raised its head and looked at everyone, and the extremely strange whisper sounded again.
The illusory figure in the air gradually became clearer.
Confused, bewildered, crazy...
Countless emotions were aroused in everyone's hearts.
Some Taoists simply misbehaved with their Qi, resulting in serious injuries.
Then it was eaten by the evil spirits.
At this moment, another figure suddenly appeared on the monument without words. It was a Taoist priest in tattered robes, sitting cross-legged on the monument.
The moment he appeared, the curse immediately began to weaken.
Golden Taoist patterns lit up above the earth, diluting the blood and filth, and all the green cursed creatures.
"Pure Yang Wuji!"
Li Mubai held the sword in his right hand and swung it across.
The pure Yang sword energy created a road among the cursed creatures.
A group of people hurriedly followed the road and entered the range of golden light.
The situation was deadlocked for a moment.
The Taoist priest in the void opened his eyes and looked at everyone, yawned and said:
"Supreme Taiyi Savior of Suffering Heavenly Venerable, how come the seal I made is gone?"
He seemed to have just woken up, frowned at the people in front of him and said:
"Someone actually broke in. Why? Was it not written clearly enough on the stone tablet outside?"
Daoyi and others were shocked when they heard this.
Is this Taoist priest the one who sealed this ghost town thousands of years ago?
The weirdness of this ghost town has not faded after eight hundred years.
It is conceivable that eight hundred years ago, the weirdness of this ghost town might have been even worse. Even so, this Taoist priest was able to suppress the entire ghost town.
It can be seen that his cultivation is extremely high. Even if he has not yet reached the realm of immortals, he is probably not far away.
But what is the stele?
When everyone entered the ghost town, they never saw any stone tablet.
"We didn't see the stone tablet when we came in." Daoyi said.
"Didn't see it?"
The Taoist shadow frowned, then relaxed and said:
"Forget it, forget it. If it's gone, it's gone. I can't hold it anymore. Lu Ban is Lu Ban. I have been grinding away things thrown into corners for more than a thousand years and still can't get rid of them."
The Taoist first sighed at the unfathomable depth of Lu Ban, and then said:
"An immortal is an immortal. Even if it's just a finger, I can't erase it."
"This is fate."
Having said that, the Taoist shadow looked at Li Mubai and the others and said:
"I have no way to deal with the Wood Immortal's Knuckles. You can do whatever you want."
At this time, the strange head spoke.
"Crazy Taoist priest, it's you again. It's been over a thousand years, and you want to ruin my plans again today?"
The Lord of Loulan was extremely angry with the Taoist priest.
According to the memory Wen Zhengming gave it, the 1,800 years of suppression were extremely painful memories in its memory.
The Taoist priest took a look at the head and sneered:
"It's been more than a thousand years, and you old monster is still alive and kicking."
"After swallowing the finger of the Wood Immortal, I became neither human nor ghost. If I were you, I would have committed suicide long ago. I have no face to live in this world."
"Lu Ban created this wooden fairy to curse the Wu Kingdom. The knuckles are filled with curses. If you are a king who does not want to make progress, your ancestors will tear you into pieces before they can rest in peace."
The Taoist priest started with a mocking tone.
The golden Taoist text and the ghost curse were in a stalemate for a while.
………
At this time, a new guest came to the desert.
(End of this chapter)
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