When Nurhaci built a tomb for his ancestors to suppress the dragon vein, he not only invited the Han Fengshui master to choose a place, but also arranged shamans and lamas to set up protective measures for these ghosts. With the barbarian formation, it was really difficult to perfectly control these ghosts to defend the enemy outside the tomb gate.

Because the Yin Ghost can move. He is too autonomous and may run out of the formation map by himself and turn into gray for seven days.

It is not even possible to curb the tomb passage, because according to Nurhaci's plan, he would be buried here after he died, and the tomb passage needs to be used again. He did not know that Huang Taiji built a Fuling for him in the third year of Tiancong. Moreover, the unlucky thieves would not walk the tomb passage, and they usually dig holes above the tomb chamber.

Therefore, the solution that the Jurchens came up with was to guard the coffin with Yin Ghosts. As long as a tomb robber touched these coffins, Yin Ghosts would naturally leave them behind. Anyway, these giant stone coffins could not be opened because of a person touching them, and Yulong Vein would not have any impact.

For ordinary thieves, this is enough.

But no one expected that two monks would come to dig graves without any moral integrity. In front of the monks with super destructive power, these ghosts were a little aware of it, and when they were repairing the siege, all the sheep ran away.

Jiang An soon discovered an abnormality and hid behind Qian Yiqun, trembling.

"Brother, can these ghosts solve it?" Jiang Yan said in a trembling voice.

"A ghost is a little bit of a word," Qian Yiqun said honestly, "But thank you for your blessing, now that I can't hold on to the six of them together."

Qian Yiqun did not complain on purpose, and the increasingly rich black fog was pressing towards the two of them, and even the golden light curse could not be dispelled. Wrapped by the black fog, not only was the five senses numb, but even the breathing was suppressed, making people breathless.

"Heaven and Earth Xuanzong!" Qian Yiqun played out the golden light talisman again, just to make his breathing a little more relaxed.

The black fog shrank suddenly, avoiding the golden light, and when the golden light dim came, it rushed over again.

The ghost who was crippled by Qian Yiqun was also recovered and rushed up with the five later.

"shield!"

A red light rose from the black fog and directly passed through the Yin Ghost's body.

The Yin Ghost immediately condensed and continued to rush forward without any delay.

A yin and cold air rushed towards me.

Qian Yiqun reacted very quickly and shouted loudly: "Thunder come!"

Before the thunder group had taken off his hand, they had already installed the ghost sword of the Yin Ghost, temporarily dissolving the attack. The remaining Yin energy swept on Qian Yiqun's arm. It suddenly became cold and numb, reminding him of the feeling when the Honglian Karma ruler hit that day.

Even worse, there was support from Master Zhang behind me, but now there was only one person behind me.

"Om, Bolamolindoning, Savaha!"

The sound of Buddhist mantra came from outside, clear and thorough, and happened to drive away the ghost in front of Qian Yiqun.

"Not good! It's that monk!" Jiang An shouted.

It's better than dying under the ghost's hands.

Not only did Qian Yiqun not understand Jiang'an's loyalty of sharing the same hatred of the enemy, but instead felt that he was too timid. Qian Yiqun, the one who had a relationship with Kuchen. What are you afraid of as a wild Taoist priest? Wait, when did Jiangan see Kuchen?

Qian Yiqun suddenly found that Jiang Yan knew his whereabouts very well. Could it be that he used earth escape to follow him along the way?

For some reason, Qian Yiqun had a little more gratitude: if Jiang An came out earlier and walked with him, he would probably not be able to reach the Jurchen ancestral tomb.

"Master! Thank you!" Qian Yiqun shouted.

Ku Chen stood in the tomb passage and clearly felt the yin evil spirit in the tomb chamber ahead. Even in his realm, he might not be able to get benefits if he forced himself into it.

"If the Taoist priest follows his original intention and goes to Liaoyang, there will be no disaster at the moment." Ku Chen actually joked about Qian Yiqun. At the same time, he turned the rosary in his hand and peeled out golden lights and sent them into the tomb.

Qian Yiqun's pressure suddenly decreased and he replied: "Xiaodao has long said that he is coming to Chenyang, so he should not go back on his word."

"Do you want to really massacre the city?" Ku Chen slightly captured the golden light.

Qian Yiqun suddenly felt extremely stressed and his breathing became unblocked. He cursed in his heart: You monk, you actually stuck the Taoist's neck, see how I take revenge in the future!

"I saw that Chen Yang seemed to have been slaughtered, so let them go." Qian Yiqun shouted.

Ku Chen then emitted golden light again, forcing the Yin Ghost to retreat, and said, "Master, since the destiny of the Jurchens has entered the Central Plains, why do you have to go against the will of heaven? Get out quickly."

"Monk, do you think there is no one above me? Destiny is clearly a dragon born, and his luck is regained. It's hard to say who will become the emperor!" Qian Yiqun could not let his lifeline be held in the hands of others. While speaking, he distracted Ku Chen's attention, he secretly thought about how to solve the current deadlock.

Whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, they like to refine many magical tools to deal with ghosts, so they are regarded as professional ghost hunters by the people. In fact, most of them are mostly the ingredients for making a living. The Ming Dynasty had tens of millions of people, but the ghost mouth was swaying in double digits all year round. For these double digit ghosts, they spent a lot of time and energy to prepare... Qian Yiqun refused anyway.

As a result, such a rare thing really happened to Qian Yiqun.

"Master..."

Ku Chen was about to speak when suddenly a loud scream came from inside. Qian Yiqun shouted: "Monk, we can't even get out even if we think about it. This is a formation!"

"What formation?" Ku Chen was not surprised at all. If there were no formations, how could there be no ghost who stayed in it for nearly a hundred years. However, this formation could lock people together, which surprised him a little.

"It's like the Yuxu Shadow Formation," Qian Yiqun said, "but certainly not."

The Yuxu Shadow Formation is a formation learned by Qian Yiqun through Gao Ren's guidance. Whether it is layout or change formation, it is carefully studied.

Although this formation is the same as the Yuxu Shadow Formation, it can enter and not exit, but the various nodes are completely different from the Yuxu Shadow Formation. The reaction is also different in the formation. Everything in the Yuxu Shadow Formation is no different from that in normal times, but the Yin Qi is condensed in this formation.

"Master, little friend," Ku Chen sighed, "How can you not believe it when you are connected with cause and effect?"

"Monkey, don't be arrogant! Come in and break the formation, I will give you the Jumang Staff!" Qian Yiqun roared.

"I am afraid that the Taoist priest will not be determined and will suddenly get the treasure and cause trouble." Ku Chen shook his head and said, "If you die in the tomb, this disaster will naturally not happen. As for the Jumang Staff, what does it have to do with me?"

Qian Yiqun almost vomited blood after hearing this, and his mind suddenly changed and said, "I promised Master Xueling to return the monk Soluozhu to him. Please also ask the monk to convey it."

"Please put it on the ground. When you die, the ghost will return to your position. I will come in naturally." Ku Chen made up his mind to refuse to go in, and he really didn't want to go in.

Qian Yiqun choked and said to himself: You monk is determined to let me die this time!

In fact, if you look at Kuchen’s original intention, there is no intention to kill. He is a great monk after all, and not killing is already a creed that has been imprinted in his bones. For him, Bodhisattvas also have thunder means, and killing sins is not to kill people. As for not saving death, they are just blamed on Qian Yiqun who just fooled him not long ago. For more people in the world, Taoists will die here with peace of mind.

"Monk, what's the difference between you and killing someone with your own hands?" Qian Yiqun shouted.

"It's not that I don't want to save you, but that I don't want to trade my life for my life, and I have never violated the precepts." Ku Chen said without any entanglement.

"The Buddha also cut his flesh and fed the eagle and threw himself into feeding the tiger. If you bald donkeys follow their surnames, won't you learn from them?" Qian Yiqun couldn't help but provoke him.

"If you don't have that wisdom, you can learn the body and the spirit, and you will be just a fool after all." Ku Chen spoke slowly, and then said, "The Buddha light on the rosary in my hand is about to be exhausted. What are your last words? Let's say them together."

"If I have my next life, I will never let a bald man go!" Qian Yiqun said angrily.

Ku Chen was speechless.

"The Buddha is above, I pray to you: If you can escape from this place, you will give charity with a thousand taels of silver..."

"It's useless." Ku Chen had forgotten how long he hadn't laughed, and was actually amused by this Taoist priest who looked like the Buddha's wish.

"...Donate to a large number of beauties of your disciples and disciples! I will pass on the family line to you!" Qian Yiqun said viciously.

Ku Chen decided not to listen to Qian Yiqun's words anymore. The only meaning of this Taoist living in the world is to make people's hearts and minds worse.

The Buddha's light gradually converged, and the thick black fog rushed to Qian Yiqun and Jiang An again. The ghost beside him moved with the black fog, and the smell of killing him with one blow.

"Hahaha!" Jiang An suddenly laughed.

Qian Yiqun was so uncomfortable that he resisted hard that he no longer had the heart to pay attention to him.

"From the heaven beyond the sky, wine, sex, wealth and energy are both good. The world is praised and criticized, and then returned to the innate world. Oh! What a scattered immortal!" Jiang An sang loudly.

Qian Yiqun was in great pain at this moment, and he forced himself to turn his head to look.

I saw Jiang Yan standing proudly, as if he was not affected at all. He emitted thousands of light, illuminating the surroundings slightly. The Taoist robe on his body was bulging by the cold wind, with a long and fluttering scent, with a fairy-like and Taoist scent.

But in this environment, the image is useless.

Qian Yiqun then remembered that in fact, Taoist Master Jiang'an's cultivation is more than one end higher than himself!

The sky falls, isn’t it supposed to be such a person?

"Hahaha, fellow Taoist, life and death are the best time for hard work!" Jiang Shang stood still and looked down at Qian Yiqun.

Qian Yiqun suddenly woke up. Since he was not breathing smoothly, he simply held his breath and kept his mind. His thoughts returned to the purple palace, and his heart was as calm as water. At first, he felt that his body was lacking in oxygen, his muscles trembled, and his lungs were like fire. Once his mind was calm, he would control the spirit aggregate in the purple palace and replace the acquired breathing with the innate five qi, which actually maintained an immortal status.

He raised his sleeves on the shore, drew a circle in the air, and the Ice Jade Cold Iron Mirror flashed from the silver light, and shouted loudly: "Let's watch the Taoist break the formation!"

The voice is full of righteousness and spirit, and there is no timidity at all before. (To be continued. Mobile phone users please read it.)
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