"I shouldn't say the word "Serene!" Yuan Qingwei looked at the ghosts outside the Taoist temple, and always felt that her face hurt when she sighed three days ago.

Three days have passed since the beginning of coming to this Dharma-Ending World. Three days have allowed Yuan Qingwei to initially sort out the incomplete power of the mountain god in his hand. But these three days have also allowed Yuan Qingwei to see the chaos of the world in this place. It is still necessary during the day or during thunderstorms. Once it is at night, even some cloudy days, those lonely ghosts who don’t know where to hide on weekdays will run out.

Of course, such a scenario is actually a very important information. Compared with the information left by Taoist Du'er, this situation may only be a problem in the dark world of this place.

It’s right to think about it. When the Heavenly Court left, many high-ranking ghosts and gods in the Yin world also left. When the Taoist Duye was active, the remaining laws could still suppress the world. But so many years have passed, and loopholes should appear in the powerful Dharma ban. How could the Yin Si who lost the laws be able to suppress the ghosts accumulated by the past dynasties?

Similarly, if there is a problem with the underworld, even if the Shinto lost the high-level gods, it will inevitably be severely damaged.

"There is no peace everywhere!" Yuan Qing sighed secretly, looked at the lonely ghost not far away, silently recited the truth in his heart, and motivated the power of incarnation. A lotus bloomed in his palm and opened his mouth and blew it.

The petals withered and turned into countless streamer powders and fell on the lonely ghosts. With the help of the power of the mountain god, they were sent into the samsara of the dark world.

After taking the next little bit of Yin De that fell in the dark, Yuan Qingwei sent it to the master of the Taoist temple, which was the cost of living in the past few days, and then completely arranged a series of guardian and god formations established here three days ago.

According to Yuan Qingwei's three-day observation, the owner of this place has no method of practice, and all his abilities are dependent on the incomplete authority of the mountain god statue. Now, the incense vows and incomplete authority condensed in the statue of the god are taken away by Yuan Qingwei's incarnation, and all the magical magic that originally possessed here will disappear. The owner of this place is not a bad person.

Although Yuan Qingwei's personality is not very good, he doesn't even take other people's things and force the other party to death. That is, he leaves some things to facilitate his remote control of the incarnation and to reduce his divine power.

"I don't know how many high-ranking gods there exist in this world!" Yuan Qingwei integrated the last ban into the statue. It was already sunset, and he drove his chariot to fly out of the mountain.

Along the way, in order to prevent the monks in this world from attracting the attention of the world, Yuan Qingwei specially activated the invisible formation that was built on the chariot.

A faint cloud surrounded the chariot, and slowly moved forward with the chariot, like clouds in the mountains, not attracting attention.

But when Yuan Qingwei was following the crowd and approaching a town, a shout sounded: "Where is the ghost!"

Then a sword light rushed up from below. Yuan Qing frowned slightly, bent his fingers and bounced. A lotus flower fell on the chariot, facing the sword light. At the same time, with a thought, the power of the divine incarnation came down, and a round of divine light emerged from behind his head. At the moment the sword light pierced the lotus, he stretched out his left hand, in the shape of a flower-pulling flower, and another green lotus bloomed on his fingertips, holding the sword light that cut through the auspicious air of the mist.

"Who are you?" Yuan Qing looked at the monk below and frowned.

I knew that this time I was exposed, but I had not studied this world. The qi of the monks below seemed slightly stronger than that of themselves, which was equivalent to the early stage of the main world warlock. Logically speaking, I should not see through the mystery of the carriage that I sat down with several masters of the sect and sacrificed together.

But the problem appears on the chariot. As a product of another world, the magic array on the chariot may be very perfect under the influence of the spiritual world, but after leaving the main world, it is inevitable that there will be inappropriateness. Even this discomfort, it has been carried by the legendary world several times in Yuan Qingwei, and has been affected by the Qingwei Palace and has dropped to the lowest level.

"I am Qiu Zhiye, a monk from Zhengyang Palace." The monk jumped, stepped on the treetops, looked at Yuan Qingwei and said with a vigilance: "Which ghost is you, why did you leave your area without authorization? Don't you know the promise of human and gods?"

Qiu Zhiye also secretly observed Yuan Qingwei's chariot while he was talking. The person in front of him was a little strange. The aura on his body was full of ancient and unmodern aura, but the glory of the gods was also pure, giving people the feeling of an ancient god returning.

‘The Covenant between Man and God?’ Yuan Qing frowned slightly and recalled the information left by Taoist Due. There was no relevant content. So this thing either appeared after Taoist Due was dead, or there was a problem with Taoist Due himself.

After thinking for a moment, Yuan Qingwei said, "I am the messenger sitting down in the Yinshi Qingwei Ling Realm and was ordered to inspect here. Who are you, a monk? Why are you, a man? What is the promise of man and gods? I only know that the heavenly court left in the past, and the gods made an appointment to protect the world, and I have never heard of any promise of man and gods."

"Don't know?" Qiu Zhiye frowned, wondering whether he should believe Yuan Qingwei's words, just tentatively said: "The two Song Dynasty handed over, the Heavenly Court disappeared, and the combined efforts of all the immortals and gods were unable to continue the Han family's clothes. Do you know?"

"This is naturally clear." Yuan Qingwei was shocked when he heard the corresponding time. Most of the records of time left by Taoist Du'er were divided by the year number. Therefore, he had not discovered the historical process of this world, which was very similar to his first life. After being pointed out by Qiu Zhiye, he immediately adjusted his mentality and thought about his response methods.

While recalling the information left by Taoist Du'er Du'er, Yuan Qingwei sorted out his emotions and said in disgust: "If it weren't for the bastard who was betrayed in front of the formation of the Ninth Level of Yin, how could we lose? If that battle was won, the Han family's clothes could have lasted for a hundred years."

During the words, Yuan Qingwei also deliberately used his magic power, carrying the breath of the spiritual world of the main world. He was easily affected by emotions and could easily affect his emotions. Under Yuan Qingwei's special urging, a feeling of resentment suddenly appeared around him, fascinating, and Qiu Zhiye was shocked.

This kind of emotional infection, even if the power shown now is not much stronger than that of himself, Qiu Zhiye did not dare to be careless and continued: "So do you know that my Ming Taizu reorganized the mountains and rivers a hundred years ago?"

"Is Taizu's surname Zhu? His name is Chongba?" Yuan Qing asked softly.

"Yes?" Qiu Zhiye nodded, and then Yuan Qing sighed slightly: "So that's the case. It seems that Tie Guan and others' plan was successful, but I didn't expect that Zhu Chongba would succeed in the end! He was the one we were the least optimistic about at the beginning!"

"Taizu has achieved martial ethics and was favored by heaven, so naturally it is not possible for us monks to spy on it." Qiu Zhiye explained, and continued: "And after Taizu ascended the throne, he made a contract with us, immortals, gods and Buddhas based on humanity, energy, and numbers, and we are not allowed to show saints in the world. Therefore, you just made a taboo!"

As he said that, several streams of light appeared beside him, intertwining in the air to form a network, slightly covering the Yuan Qing.

Yuan Qingwei was not concerned at all, and directly activated the power of Qingwei Palace. The power in the dark fell, and the flowing light network suddenly collapsed, turning into several weapons and falling to the ground. Yuan Qingwei's figure gradually dissipated, leaving only one sentence in the air.
Chapter completed!