The carriage left the city gate unblockedly and walked from the bustling road to the barren mountains and remote ridges.

The old Taoist priest was not in a hurry to do something, but just followed from behind.

The old Taoist priest holding the long banner followed only by the sensing of the long banner in his hand. Even in this sparsely populated place, the carriage in front of him was unaware of it.

"Master, this place is no longer crowded, why don't you take down the ghosts in this car now? We should have rushed back to see the Taoxin Sect cultivator stationed in Pingyang City earlier."

The Taoist boy looked around and saw that there were no pedestrians, so he suggested to the master.

"Don't worry, the ghost appears in the world in the blue sky and the sun, hiding in a carriage. If there is impermanence, there will be demons. Let's go and see it, or there may be no chance."

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and spoke. He was wearing a Taoist robe, with a thin face. Although he was a little old, he was energetic and had a fairy-like appearance.

"We are a small sect and have a shortage of resources for cultivating immortals. If we have the opportunity, we should not let it go."

"I don't have much lifespan, and I have no hope for the great way. But I have a lot of qualifications to do so. No matter what, I have to seize all the opportunities that may arise." He looked at his apprentice with some kindness.

"The disciple will definitely live up to the master's expectations."

The Taoist boy's voice was firm.

"You are too unconscious of your own thoughts. The true practitioner is fighting with heaven, earth, and people. This is the way of oneself and the way of oneself. You must have a fight in your heart and have the determination and courage to give up everything for the sake of the way."

The old Taoist priest shook his head and chuckled.

The Taoist boy thought something.

The distance between Pingyang City and Fengwu Mountain is not close. The carriage sets off at noon and only approaches the foot of the mountain when it is dusk.

The tiger dragon has been waiting quietly at the foot of the mountain.

It was a last resort to sending the servants into the human race, after all, there were not many trustworthy ones under him.

Huang Erdan was not reliable at all. One of the other ghost soldiers was greatly reduced and he could not afford the loss. He had to avoid the fiery sun during the day, so he could only let the servant who had already transformed into a demon.

However, he only heard Huang Erdan talk about it with other ghosts in the human world, and no one knew what Xiaogong would experience in this area and what it would bring.

In order to prevent possible dangers, the tiger dragon hid underground to practice.

With the demon blood in the servant's body, if he comes back, he will feel something.

The carriage rushed for an afternoon and finally arrived at the foot of Zhongwu Mountain at just sunset.

"It's actually here."

The old Taoist priest who followed from afar became a little solemn.

"Master, is there anything wrong with this place?" The Taoist boy said in confusion.

"You are still young and less than communicating with fellow men. Naturally, you don't know that Zhongwu Mountain was originally a place where monsters gather, but was suppressed by the disciples of Daoxin Sect ten years ago, so it was not as dangerous as that."

"But in recent years, I have heard that demons in the mountains are rampant, and perhaps some vitality have been recovered, and some of them have appeared." The old Taoist priest explained.

"Let's take down the ghosts on this carriage here, otherwise we may be in danger if we have any connection with the big monsters in the mountains."

He took out a red talisman box from the cloth bag in his arms, pushed the palm of his hand, and opened the talisman box, revealing the yellow talisman paper with blood talismans drawn inside.

The yellow talismans were automatically blown out of the talisman box and headed towards the carriage.

"Gagata locks the soul, golden thunder suppresses evil, Zha!"

The old Taoist priest shouted loudly, and the yellow talisman was posing in the gossip style above the carriage, and golden thunder was generated from the void and fell downwards.

"ah!!"

The coachman who was driving the carriage let out a scream from a child who was not of age and fell to the ground. A petite figure with a cap appeared from the fallen coachman and flew to a high place.

But the figure quickly screamed again and was captured by the yellow talisman and fell down.

He drilled to the ground again, but the style of Qiankun Bagua also appeared on the ground and was not allowed to enter.

"A ordinary ghost will not be able to move when I enter my Golden Thunder Bagua Formation, but this ghost still has the strength to break the formation, which is indeed extraordinary."

The old Taoist priest calmly took his disciples from a distance and walked closer.

"Master, I don't think he looks like an ordinary ghost." The Taoist boy beside him looked at the evil ghost who had turned into a hideous face in the formation and broke the formation wildly, with a little suspicious in his eyes.

"But the years of practice have been a little longer, and the cultivation level is high, so the restraint of the formation will naturally be smaller."

The old Taoist priest did not make too many guesses, walked to the formation and shouted loudly: "Little devil, you have committed a big taboo in your private entry into the world. Today, I will not hurt your soul, but will give you an opportunity."

"I can follow the Taoist priests to do good deeds in all directions to benefit the people, accumulate more merits, and realize the obsession in my heart. If you enter the underworld in the future, you may also be born in a personal life. Are you willing?"

The little servant was disdainful and wanted to curse in the formation.

However, at this time, the light from the yellow talisman was shining with golden thunder. The little servant showed a look of pain on his face, and he only covered his head, and could not speak.

"Since you don't respond, I will think you agreed."

The old Taoist priest picked up the long banner in his left hand and pinched a few magic tricks with his right hand.

"What is this?"

A voice asked behind him.

"Have you told me about it? This is a soul-summoning banner, which can be used to detain ghosts and evil spirits." The Taoist priest replied casually.

"If you have such a treasure, you might as well borrow it to me to play with you."

A claw covered with scales grabbed the long pole in his hand as he spoke.

The old Taoist priest's heart trembled, and his hands unconsciously released, allowing the claw to take the soul-summoning banner over.

At the same time, a cold breath came, and he looked to the side that his little disciple had been bound by several ghost soldiers.

The demonic aura and oppressive feeling behind him also made him unable to move.

"It's a good magic weapon, but this function is very useless. The king of the Soul Conjuring Law has already had it."

The tiger dragon looked at the soul-summoning banner taken out of the Taoist priest, and saw that the spiritual light on it was much stronger than the magic weapon in his hand. It must have been often used to nourish it with spiritual energy.

"Since it is useless to the king, why not return it to me."

The old Taoist priest resisted the terrifying feeling in his heart and said with a stiff expression.

"Old Taoist, you are still locked up by me."

The voice behind him was calm and he could not hear joy or anger, but the feeling of oppression came from behind him all the time.

The old Taoist priest had no choice but to take out the talisman box, make a few gestures, and shout "Stop".

More than a dozen yellow talismans that were originally hanging on the carriage flew towards the talisman box he took out, suppressing the idea of ​​turning the yellow talisman behind him, and controlling the yellow talismans to stack neatly in the talisman box.

As soon as the talisman box was covered, the claw that took the soul-summoning banner came over again and took the talisman box containing the yellow talisman.

The old Taoist priest twitched his face and did not dare to talk too much, so he could only let him take away the talisman box.

The little servant escaped from the formation and cursed at the Taoist priest before he even approached:

"This thief attacked me in a shameless way. You must not let him go easily. You must peel it off and get cramps, hinder your soul, and burn it with demon fire for three days and three nights."

"Give it to the ghost soldiers who are good at Longyang to serve this thief."

Every time he said something, the old Taoist priest looked a little ugly, and when the last sentence fell, he felt tighter behind him.
Chapter completed!