Chapter 676: Infant Bones Appear in Groups
However, this time Yun Qingqing didn't even move.
At the moment when the black shadow was about to solidify——
"Lock!"
The twelve Seven Star Hall disciples shouted in unison, and the magic weapons in their hands emitted dazzling golden light.
The golden lights intertwined into a net like spirit snakes, precisely entangling the Yin Dharma image that was taking shape. The golden light and the black air collided violently, making a teeth-grinding "sizzling" sound.
"Ah——!" Jiang Ping roared in pain.
The Yin Dharma Image, which had just revealed a corner, was forcibly pressed back by the golden net, just like a monster that was about to break out of its cocoon but was forced back into the cocoon.
Elder Tianshu's hair and beard stood up straight, and he shouted sternly: "Suppress!"
The golden net suddenly tightened, Jiang Ping's whole body trembled violently, and black blood oozed out of his seven orifices.
The dark shadow behind him twisted and struggled unwillingly, but was ultimately no match for the power of the formation and eventually shrank back into his body like the receding tide. Jiang Ping staggered and collapsed to the ground.
Feng Yin took a breath of cold air.
He could see clearly that the positions of the twelve Seven Stars Hall disciples coincided with the number of Tiangang, and the magic weapon in each person's hand just suppressed a key node of the Yin Dharma Phase.
Such exquisite coordination has obviously been honed through countless trials and tribulations.
Such targeted suppression of the Yin Dharma Phase made him suspicious...
An unwilling roar interrupted Feng Yin's thoughts.
"This is impossible! How could the Seven Stars Palace have a formation that can suppress the Yin Dharma Phase! This is not the Seven Stars Palace's method!" Jiang Ping was shocked and angry.
Yun Qingqing walked forward slowly and looked down at him:
"Do you think I asked the Seven Star Hall disciples to set up the formation just to seal off the main hall?"
"It takes three breaths to condense the Yin Dharma." Yun Qingqing said coldly, "Do you think I will give you this opportunity?"
Jiang Ping looked ashen, and finally fear appeared in his eyes.
The Yin Dharma Image that he had painstakingly cultivated did not even have a chance to fully manifest itself before it was completely suppressed!
He laughed hoarsely and sadly:
"No wonder... my uncle from Changliu Mountain fell into your hands. If he had the chance to release his Yin Dharma Image, how could he have been...?"
"Wrong!" Feng Yin interrupted him immediately upon hearing him mention this. "The ghost cultivator from Changliu Mountain has fully unleashed his Yin Dharma form!"
Jiang Ping's face was stunned.
Feng Yin, as a close witness of the previous Yin Dharma phase incident, said with pride:
"It's just that Senior Yun's sword cut down the Yin Dharma Image completely!"
Jiang Ping's pupils shrank sharply, and he subconsciously retorted:
"Impossible... my uncle's Yin method is even better than mine... How could it be..."
Feng Yin chuckled and pointed to the ground:
"The Inquiry Bureau is still open. Whether I'm telling the truth or not, God is my witness!"
Jiang Ping's expression changed again and again, and he finally realized the reality. He sat down on the ground in a daze, distraught.
"One sword... In this world... Is there really someone who can do such a thing..."
Not to mention Jiang Ping, everyone present who knew what the Yin Dharma Image was was shocked.
Even someone like Elder Tianshu, who was already extremely confident in his master, would be shocked and secretly astonished, not to mention others.
Yun Qingqing remained calm, her gaze once again sweeping over the Tianyi Sect disciples present, and gestured to her left:
"You who betrayed the sect, stand here, don't wait for the thunder to strike you."
After the words fell, the disciples were stunned for a moment, and then they all retreated, leaving a large open space on Yun Qingqing's left.
No one stood up.
After two or three breaths, thick clouds suddenly gathered in the clear sky outside, and there were faint rumbles of thunder.
All the disciples with ulterior motives were simultaneously enveloped by a mysterious and dangerous feeling, and their scalps felt tingling.
The thunder is getting closer.
Finally, one of the disciples couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the center of the open field with his legs limp, begging for mercy tremblingly:
"I confess! I was bribed by Senior Brother Jiang Ping with cultivation resources... Grandmaster, spare my life!"
Someone took the lead, and the rest were already on the verge of collapse, and now they immediately slid down to their knees and begged for mercy one after another.
"I, I was threatened... If I didn't give in, he would tell everyone about me... stealing my junior brother's underwear..."
"Master, please forgive me... I really have no other choice! My younger brother is seriously ill and needs..."
The sound of thunder suddenly approached.
"No, no, I don't have a younger brother! I lost money gambling and owed too much money. I only promised Jiang Ping not to chop me for the five hundred taels of silver..."
Feng Yin sneered:
"You only have three breaths of time to deal with these three thunders, otherwise you'd better be quiet and don't even think about escaping the test of the Inquiry Bureau!"
Before he finished speaking, several more people rushed out.
"Yes, yes... I, I will confess..."
"And me..."
When the eighth disciple admitted with tears that he had betrayed his master, the thunder faded away and the thick clouds gradually dispersed.
Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the eight traitors in the middle with complicated eyes.
Lin Xiuzhu's face turned pale and green. He had never expected so many people to be bribed by the ghost cultivators. If the Grandmaster hadn't come to take charge of the situation today, who knows how much chaos would have arisen...
Thinking of this, his expression became stern and he looked at Yun Qingqing:
"Ancestor..."
Yun Qingqing raised her hand to silence him, then looked at the eight people on the ground and asked coldly:
"What does Jiang Ping want you to do by bribing you?"
The eight disciples knelt on the ground and trembled, and spoke one after another under the intimidation of the Inquiry Bureau.
"Senior Brother Jiang told me to go to the ancient well in the back mountain at midnight..." a female disciple said in a trembling voice, "bury this three inches from the edge of the well..."
She took out a box from her bosom and opened it. Inside was a green jade paperweight with strange bloodshot stains on the jade surface. She also took out a blood-colored talisman paper.
"Also, put this talisman on it."
The tall, thin disciple next to him turned pale. He took out a box containing a bone-carved brush that emitted a chilling aura.
"He told me to bury this pen... in the northeast corner of the library... tonight at midnight... and there's also a talisman..."
The older disciple, shaking his hands, also took out a box of the same style, which contained an ancient bell.
"He gave me this bronze bell and told me to hang it on the seventh eaves of the main hall at midnight."
He also had blood-colored talisman paper in his hand.
Another disciple took out a black stone chess piece from the box:
"I'm going to bury this in the center of the training ground at midnight tonight..."
"And I... this sandalwood comb is to be placed in the secret compartment of the altar in the ancestral hall..."
"This silver knife...should be placed at the base of the old medicinal tree in the garden..."
"Mine is a red rope and copper wire, to be tied to the lintel of the disciple's residence..."
"This jade ball... he told me to put it into the mouth of the stone beast at the mountain gate..."
Each of the eight people took out a different object, but the only thing they had in common was a talisman.
Every item exuded an uncomfortable cold smell when it was taken out of the special box.
When Yun Qingqing saw the first object, her face suddenly darkened.
Infant bone evil weapon.
A total of eight pieces!
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