I didn't expect the interior of the Anjia Temple to be so simple. When I came in, I saw only a small courtyard with a big hibiscus tree in the courtyard. It looked like the tree was hundreds of years old.
Facing the main entrance is a small hall with the door half open, through which you can see the statues of gods and a few tablets inside.
The surroundings were very quiet and there was no sign of life in the house. There was a small path on the side leading to the backyard, which also looked small.
It is hard to imagine that Kuiba would be here in such a square place.
But the appearance of the Fusang tree made people dare not take it lightly. "The Fusang sacred tree calms the soul and gives birth to gods." Sheng Ling blurted out in surprise.
Feng Ling and his group jumped into the yard and looked around. The eerie silence made them dare not act rashly.
"Everyone be careful." Feng Ling had to remind everyone that the empty ancestral temple was just like the empty city plan, and the owner of the house pretended to have a clear conscience and was very easy-going, so you could come and go as you pleased.
But if Kuiba was really here, how could there be no traps? And how could a demigod like Kuiba be trapped?
Feng Ling fiddled with the compass to identify the direction. They had already come in, so there was no reason to retreat. Today, even if they had to force their way through, they had to break through here and race against time to find Kuiba.
"Come in and take a look." The pointer pointed to the main hall. Feng Ling walked away, and Huo Jinxing was only half a step away from her.
But before he could enter the door, a strong force suddenly rushed out, "Get out of the way." Huo Jinxing quickly hugged Feng Ling and turned around to avoid it.
The people behind him also reacted quickly and were not hit.
Suddenly, a black figure appeared in front of their eyes. When they looked closely, they found that it was an old monk sweeping the floor, because his eyebrows were white and drooping, and he was holding a broom.
"Private space, no trespassing." The sweeping monk held up his broom to block the way. His voice was sharp, like the squeaking of a mouse. The sound contained power and attacked everyone. His skill was very strong.
However, Huo Jinxing flicked his sleeve and bounced the energy back effortlessly, but in fact, both sides were just testing each other.
"You're talking nonsense. People used to come here to burn incense often. Don't think I don't know." Wu Gong expressed his dissatisfaction. He had been active in Xingcheng County for a period of time and was very familiar with this place.
The bald donkey can't fool people, but he is bald himself.
The Sweeping Monk's eyes flashed, and he didn't back down at all, maintaining a relaxed attitude as a gatekeeper.
The peach demon stared at the old monk in front of him, and at the same time released his spiritual power to probe over. He was suddenly shocked, "Are you a rat demon? Tell me! Where is Kuiba?" This monster clearly had magical powers, coupled with the sharp voice, the peach demon could tell at a glance that it was a monster.
Moreover, there is a familiar aura of Kuiba around it, which is even stronger than that of the snake demon that obtained the opportunity of Kuiba. This rat demon must have been in close contact with Kuiba for a long time.
"I don't understand what you are saying." The peach demon saw through the identity of the rat demon. How could the rat demon not see the true identities of the peach demon and others?
But facing so many people, the rat demon didn't look afraid or panicked at all. It was obvious that he had someone to rely on, or he didn't take Feng Ling and his gang seriously.
"Hmph, you won't cry until you see the coffin." The peach demon was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he used his magic power and attacked directly.
The peach demon is a monster that has practiced for thousands of years, but he suffers from a hidden injury, and his strength is only slightly higher than that of the snake demon that has practiced for hundreds of years.
For a while, the fight with the old monk was fierce and evenly matched, and the energy was running wild at the same time. Fortunately, the old monk had started to set up a formation at some point.
There was a transparent spiritual power that enveloped the entire courtyard. The flying energy did not break through the barrier and bounce out of the courtyard, nor did it harm the houses around them.
Feng Ling thought that the old monk did not want to protect innocent people, but he did not want to make a big noise and let others know what happened here.
"Let's go together and don't waste time." Feng Ling said to Wu Gong and the snake demon.
Before finding Kuiba, she cannot use her spiritual power at will, in case there is greater resistance that she needs to break through.
But she doesn't need spiritual power, she has plenty of talismans to deal with monsters.
Wu Gong and the snake demon also rushed forward, using their respective abilities to attack the old monk.
Several parties attacked from both sides, and they thought they could at least defeat the sweeping monk. However, unexpectedly, the old monk's attacks became more and more clever, and he could easily deal with several people at the same time.
Because, on the ground in the yard, with the hibiscus tree as the center of the formation, some formation diagrams gradually appeared. After being stimulated by the old monk, they resonated and provided him with endless power.
No wonder the old monk was so fearless, it turned out he had an invisible helper.
Feng Ling took out cinnabar without hesitation and carefully studied the array talismans in the courtyard for a while. After discussing with Sheng Ling, he also drew talismans one by one and hit the arrays on the ground.
Once the formation on the ground is destroyed, the lines that convey the mana will leak out directly, just like a pipe with a hole in it.
The Holy Bell broke away from Feng Ling's wrist, jumped on it happily and started absorbing it.
Hey, it's helping its teammates control the old monk. What's wrong with absorbing some power? No problem.
This is the spiritual power produced by the Fusang tree combined with the formation, and there should also be the power of Kuiba. The Holy Bell can naturally absorb it, and it has many benefits.
There was a problem with the opponent's formation, and the magic power was insufficient, which immediately made the old monk weak. His face changed drastically. He never expected that Feng Ling would have such a method.
How old is she to be able to interfere with the talisman formation connected to the sacred tree?
The old monk felt that the situation was not good, so he immediately shook off the entanglement of the peach monsters and planned to retreat into the house, because there was also a talisman formation there, and he didn't believe that the wind spirit could break it one by one.
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