One person above Qing Huang Ting

Chapter 305

As soon as the five characters of the true spiritual position and industry map came out, there was silence in the ancestral hall. At this time, the two seemed to have become the other two statues on Maoshan, silent.

Behind the flashlight, Yang Ming's face, due to the flickering candle flame, flickered brightly and dimly, and flickered with anger and fright, but when he turned on the bright light in the room, it was already the same as the steady incandescent lamp, peaceful and bright. As old.

After all, he was the head teacher of Shangqing, and he had enough energy to raise his energy. Although Hu Xiuwu was shocked, Yang Ming quickly changed his mood.

Before the fine incense in the incense burner fell against the incense ashes, Yang Ming squinted his eyes and said with a smile:

"Xiao Xiuwu, why do you need to come to me if you want the true spirit map? You can buy a few copies online for 30 yuan. If you are really anxious, I remember that there is one in the supermarket in the front yard of the Taoist academy. It's just there. may be a bit more expensive.”

Hu Xiuwu had expected: "You're joking, I'm not talking about those vulgar things, I'm talking about that volume compiled by Tao Hongjing and the mysterious and infinite magic weapon - True Spirit Karma Map produced by Yuan Tiangang. ."

Brother, brother, how come you don't have a door on your lips, and you talk to children about everything.

Yang Ming, who admired Wu Dechang very much on weekdays, couldn't help but feel a bit of resentment in his heart at this moment.

"Xiuwu, you may not be quite sure..."

"Uncle Master."

Yang Ming also tried to explain to Hu Xiuwu the importance of the True Spirit Karmic Bitmap, which is not something that can be taken casually.

But Hu Xiuwu interrupted him directly, he didn't like this kind of bewildering temptation.

Hu Xiuwu stepped forward and stepped on the bluestone slab. It was as if he was stepping on the Bibo Pond. He was startled by a circle of black ripples, and seemed to be fainted by a circle of ink.

The black trail continued to expand, and before Yang Ming could react, it had already extended to the entire ancestral hall.

Afterwards, the light in the ancestral hall suddenly became distant, and the candlelight, the lights, the red dots on the incense and the fine incense all drifted away, seeming to be absorbed by the deep darkness underfoot.

The sky was dim, and there was no distinction between the upper and lower;

"This is, the Earth Demon! No, although the Earth Demon can command the Earth Qi, it doesn't have the ability to transform clouds and mists."

The surroundings turned into a deep and endless darkness, and Yang Ming's first reaction was that he fell into Hu Xiuwu's strange formation.

During the time when he left Shangqing, did Xiu Wu still learn some Qimen spells?

Yang Ming was amazed in his heart, but he calmly put the yellow talisman that had been drawn in his sleeve holding a sharp sword, footed on thunder and fire, and the runes were flowing with golden light, and put it back into the talisman bag.

Forget it, forget it, after all, it's his own child, and he can't commit such a heavy hand. It's fine to be naughty, and there's no need to kill him.

Yang Ming also came from that turbulent era, and he has developed a very good habit.

Although the people of Shangqing Sect cannot live without the spell, the people of Shangqing Sect with the spell on their side are the most feared.

Although it was a leisurely walk in the middle of the night, Yang Ming's talisman bag was also hung on his belt.

Without even looking down, Yang Ming skillfully took out the talisman he wanted from the talisman bag, which was sewn with several layers and contained a wide variety of talismans with different functions.

"When the Supreme Being preached, the golden bell rang the jade sound; the hundred evils were hidden in nine places, all the demons subdued the Qianlin; the sky scattered the Dharma rain, the Dharma drums shook the fascination; all the heavens were very good, the golden boy danced the yaoqin; The heart of refuge; scratching the manuscript of the Dharma, and serving five clouds deep in the wings.

Yang Ming recited the incantation with a strange tone, like a sing-song, and swept out the yellow talisman in his hand, turning it into a clean air, sweeping away the unclean energy within ten feet of the whole body.

The altar mantra, the altar talisman.

This is a spell used by a Taoist real person to open the altar, before drawing the talisman, to remove the filth in order to enhance the success rate.

But if its ability is used to the extreme, it can also interfere with the magic circle of Qimen magicians.

It's a pity that Yang Ming guessed wrong from the very beginning what spell Hu Xiuwu used, and the skillful hand that prescribes the right medicine has become a useless and mediocre hand.

"This is?"

After the clean air aroused by the altar talisman swept away the gloomy and poisonous fog around him, he did not return to the ancestral hall as Yang Ming thought, but instead revealed the behemoth hidden in the fog.

A square, towering into the clouds, towering like a mountain, majestic and solemn, since the advent of artillery fire, an ancient city that is hard to find in the world appeared in front of Yang Ming.

When the Black City appeared, it was as shocking as a giant whale emerging from the deep sea.

"Fengducheng!?"

Yang Ming was standing in front of the city gate at this time, but it was not even one-tenth of the height of the city gate. He looked up at the large city gate plaque and exclaimed.

But before he could figure out the truth, the thick fog came in like a tide again, covering his sight. When the thick fog dissipated, he was in the hall again.

Above the palace, Venus hangs on the ceiling, making the interior of the palace bright as noon, clean and bright.

Yang Ming was in the middle of it, as if he was in the vast cold and the sky, and the underworld was underworld, but he looked forward in a daze.

Because this magnificent and beautiful palace is only on the ninth floor of imperial steps, after the long case, pressing the black book, embellished by the majestic and mysterious emperor shadow, anyone who enters the palace will be unconsciously swayed by the emperor who is high in the crape myrtle. Take away the mind.

As long as he saw the black emperor's robe engraved with twelve chapters, he knew the identity of the emperor from his heart.

Lord of the underworld, the emperor of Fengdu of Beiyin.

He clearly knew that there were no gods in this world that were preached in the book, but Yang Ming still had a terrifying feeling of Tang Taizong's dream of entering the underworld.

After the emperor's case, a clear voice came down:
"Uncle Master, now, can you give me the True Spirit Karmic Bitmap?"

Yang Ming, who was already unable to think normally, was even more surprised. He had just heard this voice.

"You are···"

The Venus went out, Yang Ming's eyes went black, and he subconsciously blinked,

Slap!

The sound of the flashlight falling to the ground woke Yang Ming up.

When he opened his eyes, Hu Xiuwu was standing straight in front of him, as if he had never moved, and the incense ash on the red head of the fine incense on the offering table had just fallen into the incense burner.

Yang Ming turned up the soles of his shoes, and the dark soil on the cloth shoes told him that his experience was true.

Yang Ming is also an old man in his seventies. He usually claims to have seen most of the things in the world, but this short-lived encounter exceeded his imagination.

After a long time, Yang Ming regained his composure, and let out a dry laugh: "Haha, so that's the case. You were the one who triggered the change in "True Spirit Map" 12 years ago."

"So, these are all planned by the ancestors. It's pity that our descendants are completely ignorant. Alas, we are still unworthy and lost too many things."

"The Seven Killing Orders of Gods and Ghosts, hey, it's no wonder that the last few orders of the Seven Killing Orders of Gods and Ghosts are so difficult to practice. That's not for us mortals, it's a trick to approach God."

Yang Ming was a little lonely at first, but also a little excited and proud.

Although very quiet and thoughtful, among the otakus of the Qing Dynasty, it is always easy to find some restless people who are famous in the history.

However, Yang Ming was impressed by the greatness of the ancestors in creating the underworld and creating magical skills.

Compared with the great work of the ancestors, what was the mere Jiashen Rebellion?

Yang Ming, who was a little lost for a while, forgot his previous attitude of seeing the chaos in Jiashen like a flood and beasts, and he was a taboo.

(End of this chapter)