Several people consider themselves capable and are unwilling to act together with others.
Huang Yangyang failed to gain popularity due to Xia Yiqian's stern rejection, and the eight of them went their separate ways.
Xia Yiqian followed the familiar road and slowly searched for clues in Qingyun Temple. The surroundings were quiet, and there was even the chirping of cicadas.
If it weren't for these burnt ruins, there would be no difference between this place and an ordinary Taoist temple.
She walked to the ruins of a small attic, reached out and touched the burnt pillars, feeling a little melancholy.
This is where she once lived. She stayed in this Taoist temple for a thousand years, watching the twenty temple masters grow from children to adults, and then gradually grow old until they passed away, over and over again.
Until she fell asleep, this was the largest Taoist temple of her time. If she had not been wrongly accused by the villagers and fell into a deep sleep, perhaps this place would not have become what it is today.
"ah--!"
Just as Xia Yiqian was absent-mindedly touching the old place where she used to live, a scream suddenly came from the direction of the main hall.
Xia Yiqian frowned immediately and rushed out immediately without paying any attention to the cameraman behind her.
Cameraman: !!?
The cameraman stood there holding the camera, bewildered. He only saw a black shadow flash by, and the guest he was filming was gone! !
No! We're filming a show! It's not fashionable to just leave the camera and run away!
The cameraman didn't care about anything else. He followed the direction of the sound, carrying the camera and running madly with his long legs, making netizens dizzy.
Xia Yiqian was not the first to arrive at the main hall. When she walked to the door, she happened to find Meranda, who was wearing ancient official uniform, suspended in mid-air, as if being pulled by some irresistible force towards a statue with blood gushing from all seven orifices.
She struggled madly and refused: "No! I can't stay, let me go!!!"
Zhao Xun put his hands under her armpits and pulled her back, but no matter how hard he tried, he was just dragged towards the statue by that strange force.
He gritted his teeth and yelled, "Old Taoist priest, hurry up! I can't hold on any longer!"
If this continues, I'll be sucked in too!"
Taoist Xuanyi, sweating profusely, brandished the peach wood sword in his hand, his expression extremely serious, chanting rapidly and non-stop: "The natural course of heaven and earth, the foul air disperses, the mysterious void in the cave, the bright Taiyuan. The mighty gods of the eight directions, make me natural. The spiritual treasure talisman, announces to the nine heavens; dry Luodana, the cave's great mystery..."
He swung his sword in an attempt to sever the connection between Meranda and the divine figure, but it was a drop in the bucket.
The sword chopped down between the statue and Merlanda, but it only made the statue's pores bleed faster, and did not prevent Merlanda from being pulled by the statue.
There was a cry of pain in the live broadcast room.
"Hurry, hurry, someone come help! I'm about to be sucked into the statue. This is terrifying! They told me I can't go to Qingyun Temple! Is anyone here? Come and lend a hand!"
I think I saw Xia Yiqian nearby, but how can she, a fake Taoist priest without even a Taoist certificate, help? I'm so anxious! Why did she have to come!!!
[Is this some kind of script? It's made to sound like it's real, bullshit!]
[Please use your brain a little bit, the person in the video above is flying, and you thought it was fake? There's no pulling force, and no post-production photoshop. Tell me how she flew over there!]
[It doesn't matter if Xia Yiqian is useless. I saw Li Songtian, he should be here soon. Everyone wait a little longer!]
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Li Songtian ran over quickly and was anxious when he saw the scene inside, but there was nothing he could do.
Trembling with fear, he ran forward and hugged Zhao Xun tightly, "Don't let go!!! Just bear with it a little longer, maybe soon more people will come and help pull it away!"
Xia Yiqian: ...Do the current masters of the mystic arts use such "scientific" and "mechanical" methods to deal with evil spirits?
Fighting with the evil spirit, he actually used pulling!
Xia Yiqian walked silently to the corner of the wall, picked up a wooden stick that someone had thrown there, walked to the statue with an expressionless face, raised his hand, and smashed it down lightly.
"Kuacha!" The sound of porcelain breaking interrupted all the chaotic shouting in the room.
The statue was smashed to pieces, and fragments instantly scattered everywhere.
A black object fell from the inside of the statue and rolled several times on the ground before finally stopping.
The hall suddenly became extremely quiet, and everyone was silent as they watched the thing rolling out of the statue on the ground.
Xia Yiqian's tone was icy, "What are you standing there for? Why don't you bandage the wound first?"
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